Drifting Endless Pace

Green, to beautiful colorless death This familiar feeling in the breeze I'll walk out there with you Drifting endless pace Drifting endless pace Nothing could ever break the clutch of our hands October sunset Green, to beautiful colorless death This familiar feeling in the breeze I'll walk out there with you My hair flowing Drifting endless pace And nothing could ever break The clutch of our hands 8 confine for this embrace In every single way Nothing could ever break the clutch Of our hands Our hands And every single place that we passed Was burning into me Images that will never wash away, never wash away