BLUE ROSE

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DREAM THEATER - Wither

  M = 116
 
Předehra
 
Let it out, let it out.
Feel the empty space.
So insecure.
Find the words and let it out.

Staring down, staring down.
Nothing comes to mind.
Find the place.
Turn the water into wine.

But I feel I'm getting nowhere.
And I'll never see the end.

Ref.:    
 So I wither and render myself helpless.
 I give in and everything is clear.
 I break down and let the story guide me.

Turn it on, turn it on.
Let the feelings flow.
Close your eyes.
See the ones you used to know.

Open up, open up.
Don't struggle to relate.
Lure it out.
Help the memory escape.

Still this barrenness consumes me.
And I feel like giving up.

Ref.:    
 So I wither ...
 I wither and give myself away.

Like reflections on the cage.
The world's want to create.
 
Mezihra

I drown in hesitation.
My words come crashing down.
And all my best creations.
Burn into the ground.
The thought of starting over.
Leaves me paralysed.

Tear it out again.
Another one that got away.

I wither and render myself helpless.
I give in and everything is clear.
 
Mezihra

Ref.:    
 So I wither ...
 I wither and give myself away.

Like relflections on the cage.
The world's want to create.
 
Dohra

The worlds which you create.
Let it out, let it out. 


 
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