Sin Skinner - Diary of Dreams

Your secret world is far away

You don’t listen to what I say

Give me permission to enter

I’d like to understand

Let me hold your hand

Let me be your sin skinner…

My liberty in isolation

My fingertips in consolation

A sad condition, my intuition

Let me be your friend

I’m here to heal the sand

Keep my integrity intact

I want to base my life on facts

Whatever comes, I never know

But life will ultimately show

Still very silent

I even hear your breath

What have I come for?

I know I wanted more…

Have you not understood?

It is your life they took

And all you do is cry

Don’t tell the world good-bye!