The Church - Fading Away (Demo Version) текст песни

Don't come to pieces in my hand
White stars refracted by the sand
That perfume makes me think of grief
It takes my faith, breaks my belief

Who's there to say that we're living this moment
Feels like I'm in a play
The sets and the props of this, your apartment
Seem to be fading away, fading away

And so I wander through these rooms
I feel the orbit of the moons
I guess what I have might have done
And I dream what I've become