Testo Rolling

Rolling it down, down to the cave you belong
Writing it down to no-one who knows I’m alone
Deep as your nights, I need your deja vu to hold
Faces are wounded, but moments are faded again

Fountain of worry, I found you but I wouldn’t know
Moving it on to nowhere that I wouldn’t doubt
Faults that I lost, it comes and it goes along It’s just some words that I have been through
And won’t go through again