Carbon
Joona Muistola, Ville Haavisto
Grey leaves covered in ash
Crush them in your palm and draw a line across your cheek
I can taste the carbon in the air
There are marks all over the floor
We can never go back to lands that we once called home
If I were to find this life to be the end
If I were to bind this life with someone else
When I will be gone would you write of me
A shift in the air
Takes away my pain
Givеs me a reason
To break away
Takеs away my pain
Gives me a reason
Beyond the numbing scenes of today
If I were to find this life to be the end
When I will be gone will you write of me
If I were to bind this life with someone else
When I will be gone would you write of me
Still, I feel we’re all bound to fail
So stray across the lights
Where our silhouettes combine