Bruce Dickinson Lyrics
Octavia Lyrics
Im vacuum-breathing and open-mouthed,
as the red shift fills my eyes
Minister my promises as her shadow cuts the day away
I remembered you, as you walked into that room
Dislocated, jagged pieces, are sliding into this broken mind
Swimming back against the river but Im rising with the tide
Where we came from, were all going back there soon
How many times have we met this way?
How many lives have we lived before?
How many faces and how many names?
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
How many times have we met this way?
How many lives have we lived before?
How many faces and how many names?
Shadows come, but shadows are gone
Shadows come, but shadows are gone