MUSIC: R VD BERG – LYRIC: E SLABBERT
I walked the walk and talked the talk
when light died in my eyes,
when light died in my eyes.
I dreamt of life, I conquered all,
but then the sun refused to rise
The sun refused to rise – empty highs. . .
When did you go, where did you fade?
How did I stay, and why did I wait?
When did you leave, why didn’t I see?
Where’s my reprieve – just let me breathe. . .
Now every touch turns into cold
And every word – a truth untold
I look at you (you look away)
Our dance. . . can be as one (is finally done).
I felt the death in little smiles
grow weak around your lies,
grow weak around your lies.
I smelled the life of tiny breaths
in our bittersweet goodbyes
Our bittersweet goodbyes and empty tries. . .
I fear the dread of light,
I dread the Judas-kiss of your goodnight
I live in moments of your delight
I love the sweet caress of freedom’s sight. . .