Powder On The Words

I've learned to memorize better

The days we say "it does'nt matter"

But now the powder hides the final of the words

We spend too much time hoping

To find again the will to hope

But now the powder hides the final of the words

Will roses blossom through the cinder

The teachers will be pupils again

If just the weather takes the powder off the words

...and all the secrets i have always blessed

I swear i try to pledge myself to not forget

But now the powder hides the final of the words

...the powder hides the final of words

...what does it matter...

Cause all in all it's just a pile of words!

You move the water

Like a floater

As a fish that swims around

Under the weather

Find the shelter

Like a bunny into the hat

...i'm a ship that runs aground! ...

Wait for the purifier rain

I'm on the snail's trail...

The weight?

The blame?

Have you heard?

...never heard?