Texty: Left Hand Solution. A Road To Nowhere.

[Words & music: Barthold]

This night be our last, still we're bound together
This night be our last, like a knife cutting it through
And it's flowing from you, gently weeps away
I take in little sips on this day of rain

On a road to nowhere, fragile as one can be
Trying to get to somewhere far away

A crimson shadow, one last stain I had to clean
The crimson shadow dissolves the dream
And it's flowing from you, gently weeps away
I take in little sips on this day of rain
As it cracks and leaves me bleeding

On a road to nowhere, fragile as one can be
Trying to get to somewhere far away