Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remnants, artist - The Box. Album song All the Time, All the Time, All the Time..., in the genre ЭстрадаDate of issue: 31.12.1984
Record label: UNIDISC
Song language: English
Remnants |
| There’s a hundred page book I read all the time |
| Tells the story of a lone child on a star |
| And there are watercolor pictures here and there |
| Drawings I can’t help consider for a while |
| 'Cause they bring back things from the past |
| Things that we no longer think about today |
| They are thoughts that have been fading out with time |
| They’re the remnants of a childhood we forget |
| So this is for the airman who drew a sheep for me |
| For the fox and for the rose that I have tamed |
| For the pointsman and the businessman I could not understand |
| For the silver snake who frightened me to death |
| And I still catch a glimpse at mesmerizing things from time to time |
| Merging recollections shimmer very, very far behind |
| They’re the remnants of a childhood I have lived |
| I have lived, loved, and cherished 'till the end |
| Till the end |
| Till the end |
| Till the end |