Lyrics Don't Look Now - Orne

Don't Look Now

Sometimes I feel I’ve lost my way to gain freedom
From these visions I have that torment my mind
I have lost my blind faith to heavenly dreams
Struck by terror and fear, I wish I’d rather be blind
How can I carry on when she is not here?
I can still hear her laughter down in the hall
Sometimes I can see her when she’s wandering near
Her red dress still in my sight before I begin to fall
All my life turned to sorrow
The spiral stair, slowed down horror
The old lady is blind, but she’s still able to see
I watch the ferry go by in my funeral dream