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Paroles: The Old Dead Tree. Out Of Breath.

A broken window,
An open door,
A cold wind blowing,
Some leaves strewn about the floor,
Rain drops falling down from the ceiling,
A wall with cracking paint
Something dead in the sink

Is this world lost?
Where's common sense?
Nothing more to say
I cannot believe my eyes!

Is this world a ghost,
A dead man waiting,
A forgotten king?
I can not believe my eyes! (I don't know!)

I'm out of breath
Is that the better life that you promised?
I'm out of breath
I don't want to realize it is hopeless
Are better days to come?
Is that life changing?
Will I find my breath again?

I feel drained
I feel drained
From fighting fears each day

I feel drained
I feel drained
Who could accept to live this way?

I'm so tired of feeling ashamed
Of living this way

(Thanks to Pascale for these lyrics)