Wilful Missing Songtext
von Wilful Missing

This conversation′s run its course
Now the air is as dry as a bone
But you sit there all smug up high on your throne
While my temper is red and I'm willfully missing

Well, the sun sure is hot but it deepens the shadows
Of fear for my kin and the seed of the summer
These weapons we use and the words that run through
It′s worth next to nothing but it means the world to me


I make my excuse and leave
It's just a stitch in time
At least that's what I tell myself
I tell too many lies

Well, the sun sure is hot but it deepens the shadows
Of fear for my kin and the seed of the summer
These weapons we use and the words that run through
It′s worth next to nothing but it means the world to me

Don′t dwell on the promises we make
My energy has waned and my focus has shifted
To age with far more grace
Now I send you my love with all faith and no sincerity


Well, the sun sure is hot but it deepens the shadows
Of fear for my kin and the seed of the summer
These weapons we use and the words that run through
It's worth next to nothing but it means the world to me