| Visions of Old |
|---|
| The sun is shining |
| My feet are white |
| I’m covered in diamonds |
| Filled with tears and regrets |
| The ship’s sinking lower |
| My body grows cold |
| She’s calling my name |
| As I watch her fall |
| Visions of old |
| Of old |
| Visions of old |
| Of old |
| My memory is fading |
| His loss still remains |
| She’s lost in confusion |
| His torch keeps her sane |
| Reality’s sinking |
| Patience grows thin |
| A marvel at grow |
| Disease taking hold |
| Visions of old |
| Of old |
| Visions of old |
| Of old |
| Visions of old |
