Sycamore Dreams Songtext / Lyric

You're the source

My disbelief in innocence arise

Feel that gosth seducing me

Try to reach a hand in that golden circle

You are no angel

And my heart is more than emptyness

In the shadow of myself and I sleep under the trees

and no one else is sleeping well

Burn me tonight

Feeing my lies slip away

Burn me tonight

And kill the demos in me

Facing a saint feeling my life slip away

Burn me tonight

Until I'm disapointed

Burn me tonight and kill the demons in me

I disbelief in the summer in pearl lake

I'm the pine float

And now you're falling apart from me

You are no angel