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• Artiste: Horrorshow
• Titre: After Dark
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Now I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name Nothing will ever be the same Said I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name Nothing will ever be the same What do you say when words fail? When there’s no cure for what ails No they won’t heal, to no avail When the phone rings and it hits home, cos it’s so real We so frail, curtailed, we can’t deal Words can’t capture When the heart fractures Or what it sounds like when the hourglass shatters All that matters is That we keep moving forward and never backwards The moon pulls the tide as it wanes and waxes The world is but a stage, you and I we are just actors Life is but a story and we only get a chapter And that fact alone, might be enough When times are tough, to pick us up And light the way and guide us home Twisting and a-turning while we living and a-learning So we keep the candle burning, knowing you won’t be returning Now I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name Nothing will ever be the same Said I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name Nothing will ever be the same Ain’t it a shame, when we all look so nice In our shirts and ties That we just came to say goodbye And so I pray, we meet in paradise By the candlelight But I just came to say goodbye Twisting and a-turning While we living and a-learning So we keep that candle burning Knowing you won’t be returning Always twisting and a-turning While we living and a-learning So we keep that candle burning Knowing you won’t be returning Now I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name And the wind is howling, blowing out your flame Till a fading memory is that all that remains Nothing will ever be the same Said I’m walking through the park, after dark And I’m calling out your name And I hope you make it back to whence we came Where before we were as one, now torn in twain Nothing will ever be the same