Soaked

My chest is open

My heart's on the ground

My bare feet soaked in my blood

As I leave you without a sound



No one to reach for

Even though I stretched too far

No sky to warm me up

As darkness clouds the blue



I'm leaving

I couldn't live with the shame

No more denying

I've stopped the search for blame



Heading for virgin soil

Set foot on sacred ground

And with no one to reach for

No, no one



Twenty seven years of falling

Twenty seven winters slave

Twenty seven years of dreaming

And this is all the strength life gave



Twenty seven summers weaker

And the autumn's just the same

Twenty seven years



And if you'd ask then I'd deny that

I didn't have the strength to fight that growing weakness

And I buried all signs to cover what I feel underneath

The hollow remains of me



My chest is open

My heart's on the ground

My bare feet soaked in my blood

As I leave you without a sound



And there will be no tomorrow

Won't see the light of day

No more pain and no sorrow

I'm free from the words that you could say



Twenty seven years of falling

Twenty seven winters slave

Twenty seven years of dreaming

And this is all the strength life gave



Twenty seven summers weaker

And the autumn's just the same

Twenty seven years