Kindred characters

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

Yes I think I’m not 

ready for the loss 

ready to watch clearly my decline 

I admit I’m not 

able to support 

the battered soul I have inside 

I’ve driven a lot 

to attain your sacred grove 

and now you say I have again to go 

After we have lost 

all that we have known 

for a new and absurd dimension 

We are kindred characters 

in this comedy of life 

but we’re also different 

look at my worn out head 

With a leap we say goodbye 

to the winter into this night 

we can wait now for the sweat 

for the gleaming eager hands 

There’s a sort of ghost 

at the bedroom door 

at the end I have to say it all 

I don’t think you’ve got 

that spirit so strong 

also you are quite far from the top 

We are kindred characters 

in this comedy of life 

but we’re also different 

look at my worn out head 

With a leap we say goodbye 

to the winter into this night 

we can wait now for the sweat 

for the gleaming eager hands