Passengers Songtext
von Ray Alder
Passengers Songtext
As the days grow colder
And the sunlight dims
It′s hard to not feel older
As the winter ends
Can we admit that we're
Holding on despite our grip?
But then how long can we
Hold the tide to keep from floating in?
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We′re just passengers with no destination
As the wind blows over
The fields of immenseness
Do we run for cover
Or feign indifference?
Memories cascade
One year passes and another fades
Still we move on
Flying towards the sun while keeping in the shade
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We're just passengers with no destination
How far, how far must we have to fall before we land?
No one, no one fades, must we turn to dust again?
Now the clock just ticks away
Seems like time moves faster
But the wheel won't stop turning
We′re just passengers
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We′re just passengers with no destination
How far, how far must we have to fall before we land?
No one, no one fades, must we turn to dust again?
And the sunlight dims
It′s hard to not feel older
As the winter ends
Can we admit that we're
Holding on despite our grip?
But then how long can we
Hold the tide to keep from floating in?
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We′re just passengers with no destination
As the wind blows over
The fields of immenseness
Do we run for cover
Or feign indifference?
Memories cascade
One year passes and another fades
Still we move on
Flying towards the sun while keeping in the shade
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We're just passengers with no destination
How far, how far must we have to fall before we land?
No one, no one fades, must we turn to dust again?
Now the clock just ticks away
Seems like time moves faster
But the wheel won't stop turning
We′re just passengers
Why live in the past?
Every step we take could be our last
Time waits for none
We′re just passengers with no destination
How far, how far must we have to fall before we land?
No one, no one fades, must we turn to dust again?
Writer(s): Ray Balderrama Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

