First Weeks
- Gem Club
Through lucid lights and tensions
A perfect unconcerned
Morning breaks another day
Everything reborn
To have it all dark
With hearts holding back
It's not enough
Out of the room my last touch
Gently from these grips
Away can see from your jaded soul
Oh the lasting trip let it scream against
Once and all you headed here
Unhappy life
Too late to last
Your heart surround
Could hardly begin
Could hardly begin
