Briars Songtext
von Pulse Park

It′s over – I'll leave this station
Can′t fake an apt conversation
Proving me wrong
Proving me wrong

Pretending another mission
Defending my tunnel vision
Varyingly strong
Varyingly strong

Sad grudges attempting to pull you down
Who judges if this is backwater town?


Strong-nerved but
Outworn and haggard
Observed by
Fellow travellers
Out of the blue
Out of the blue

Worst part comes close to the end when
Beloved ones slink hand in hand and
Cut you in two
Cut you in two

Don't let them come at you - they have no heart
Safe bet that some value will fall apart