Lost in the pages of an old tome
lies a forgotten promise
over the ages,
it turned into stone
nothing can be forever gone...

the moon will keep the oceans moving
but it never sees the sun
weight of heaven handed over
from fathers to sons-as it´s been always done

flowers don´t fade away simply to die
keep turning round in the circle of life
the sun will dry a thousand rivers
till it ever rains again
by the flowing of the seasons the beginning and the end
-as it was ever meant -

as the world keeps turning round
like it lasts forever
and the tides keep moving on
forever is too long,
forever is too long

I know-that I´m losing my soul,
I know-that it´s out of control,
I know that I cannot let go,
I know-what is meant to be!

As the world keeps turning round
like it lasts forever
and the tides keep moving on
forever is too long,forever is too long