Iris: Story Songtext
von Hannah Epperson

Just beneath its skin
A story untold
Let it burst apart
From its god-given mould
When it all dissolves
Will the memories be all?

When you′re behind bars
Stealing your own
Stealing your own
Stealing your own
Stealing your own


Vulnerable boy
With a weakness for truth
Sees a snake outside
With a lump in its throat
A pair of skins beside
The big old aspen nut bag
And he can't decide
To do nothing or do that

When the walls caved in
And the light shone through
There were spaces in between
The things you thought you knew
The snake that shed its skin
How much of him is left?
You said nothing

I can′t make up my mind
I can't make up my mind
I can't make up my mind
I can′t make up my mind