To Live Again - Stillife

Crawling in the night

He craves some privacy

Greeting the dawn

We spill the last drop of youth

They used to hunt eternal love

And find ways to live again

To rise again

To feel again

You have me

Hold my hand as years go by

You have me

`till the clock strikes good-bye

You have me

To banish gloom and fears

Still you have me

As minutes turn into years

Crying in their arms

He craves loneliness

Burning old poems

Inhaling the scent of time

Hiding from the light

We invent ways to live again

To rise again

To love again