Axel Flóvent - Tourist


Directed by: Clara Schicketanz
Cinematography: Clara Schicketanz

Lyrics

Produced by Ian Grimble
Written by Axel Flóvent

Turning off lights as promised
Folding a picture of us
All that I used to believe in
Is secretly falling apart

We caught the truth and it's hiding inside the silence
Buried with our own thoughts lost in imperfect balance

But maybe you'll find it
Cuz it runs out of my hands
And I can't escape it
Cuz I'm running out of time
And it feels like forever
Cuz I know you can feel it
She takes what you give her
But you're running out of time

You've gone a long way to see it
Maybe the distance did help
Taking a walk through the forest
Running towards the light

You won't ever believe that it's secretly falling
Colors won't ever die, we just can't ignore it

But maybe you'll find it
Cuz it runs out of my hands
And I can't escape it
Cuz I'm running out of time
And it feels like forever
Cuz I know you can feel it
She takes what you give her
and maybe you'll find it

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