Peripeteia

Broken hearts made of stone
Did we lose our sensitivity
Now you can find them all alone
Watching flaming dreams go by
Youre trying to catch the break of dawn blame it on your curiosity
So eternally your inner dreams come back and out into the sun
Into the sun
Now we have a lot of love to give
But its not with each to all the misery
I dream of a past that we could have
Feel like we made up so entirely
Now we have a lot of love to give
But its not with each to all the misery
I dream of a past that we could have
Feel like we made up so entirely
You stick around
You got it bad but no ones out there you can listen to
It seems to be so hard to find the colorful state of mind
But still youre trying to catch it all
Blame it on your own philosophy
Eventually your inner dreams come back and out into the sun
Into the sun
Now we have a lot of love to give
But its not with each to all the misery
I dream of a past that we could have
Feel like we made up so entirely
Now we have a lot of love to give
But its not with each to all the misery
I dream of a past that we could have
Feel like we made up so entirely
Now we have a lot of love to give
But its not with each to all the misery
I dream of a past that we could have
Feel like we made up so entirely