Zima (Extended Mix)

Its happening again I’m falling

The mind is blue, the fire low

It happened fast

It came without a warning

What goes around

Comes back around

Now everything is fading out

In black and white I meet my ghosts

You are the dream I cannot hold (on to)

And I’m the one I need to become

its the real thing

its the real thing..

The air is static I can’t move

I am the pressure, I am proof

You know its me that never ends

A dream forever in his

In his hands

Now everything is fading out

In black and white I meet my ghosts

You are the dream I cannot hold on to

And Im the one I need to become

its the real thing

its the real thing..