Pale Fingers
(written by Saskia Boree)
Here comes grief, here comes fear
My conscience couldn't be clear
Losing my mind, losing my nerve
No there's nothing what I deserve
The thoughts hold me back, hold me near
Feel....
Those pale fingers crawl around my heart inside
With fragile bones and creepy sounds beside
They make voices, they scrape
They turn away
They creep and bleed, they linger
I couldn't escape, I couldn't pay
Those crawling, pale fingers
Here comes anger, here comes the fall
My conscience isn't clear from all
Losing my nerve, losing my mind
Could I survive, could I find
A way out, a path behind my wall
See...
Pale fingers crawl upon my skin
With every move feel I shivers within
The sun's covered with grey clouds
What makes us believe, there's no way out
They turn around, they scream
They creep, they scrape
They bleed and need, they linger
I couldn't escape
From the crawling, pale fingers
See, the grey clouds are going away
See, the new morning dawn's born today
They scraped, they couldn't more linger
We shouldn't escape
' Cause here are the answers
The crawling, pale fingers
Crumbled all away, they astray
And we all should soon be better
Learn...
From all mistakes, live on and on
Remain to fight against linger
Remain to fight against pale fingers
Produced by SJM-productions, 2007
