Lyrics

Ancestors
The hand that writes, the words that
I speak with
The way I walk The eyes that I see
with the thoughts I have
Are not all uniquely mine
The sky above, the streets that
I walk through
And ancient man, Did he feel
like I do?
The wind that blows has been
there along long time
Raise a glass to the stolen
memories, raise a glass to
the empty life we lead
She said that "I don't know
what happiness is for"
She said that "I don't know
how I feel anymore"
The way I laugh, and certain
things I do
The pain I feel, the changes
I've been through
The blood inside has come
from a long long line
As I went by he burnt out
remains and
The tired eyes of engines
of trains
It was then I saw the treasures
in jars of clay
Rise above all the stolen memories,
rise above all the beauty
that's revealed
She said that "I don't know what
happiness is for
She said that "I don't know how
I feel anymore
She said that "I don't mind if
you go out tonight"
She said that "I don't mind I
trust you with my life"
In aspecy, gesture voice and
voice's tone, in my flesh,
in my thoughts and in my soul
She said that "I don't know
what happiness is for"
She said that "I don't know
how I feel anymore"
She said that "I don't mind
if you go out tonight"
She said that "I don't mind
I trust you with my life