The Lost Songtext
von The Third Grade

Black raindrops color the ground
Like red blood dried in the sun
Life withers out of control
Like flowers out in the cold

We′ve been running over the edge
I missed the warnings, I miss the hate
When it all came to an end
Our weakness drove us insane

Lost reflection
Mirroring what we left
Sweet old sadness
Growing on with despair

Are we really drowning?
Are we really dying?
Are we really fading?
Are we really burning?


Are we really drowning?
Are we really dying?
We're like music out of tune
Are we really burning in the cold?

Are we really drowning?
Are we really dying?
Are we really fading?
Are we really burning?

Are we really drowning?
Are we really dying?
We′re like music out of tune
Are we really burning in the cold?

Time keeps flowing
Dark keeps growing
Rain keeps falling down
Endless spiral
Broken triangle
Never ending hole

Time is running out
Dark keeps growing on
Rain is falling down
Broken triangle


Storms rises bringing the pain
Crows flying over your grave
Dark memories come up again
Like shadows after the flame

Lost reflection
Mirroring what we left
Sweet old sadness
Growing on with despair