1. LIFE IS BUT BROKEN DREAMS - JOIE DE VIVRE

The dreams are hands
Groping in the dark
Hoping one day
To bathe in the light of stars

And though, we can't see clear for dust and bones
And we find ourselves always standing at a crossroad
We can look, to the sun or the moon and the stars
And seek guidance by their light

The dreams are hands
Groping in the dark
Hoping one day
To bathe in the light of stars

We carry the flag of our fathers,
And keep it always close at heart
A constant reminder of what went wrong
But still we try
- To carry on

Motherly decline
Builds cages around the heart
To protect us from failure
And so the dreams becomes ancient remains
And later old men’s sorrow

Clear this dusty view anew
And we’ll find the storm easier to walk through
And to bathe in stars of light
By open up from the inside
And to bathe in stars of light
By open up from the inside