Fading (Extended Mix)

When the vision's high

Shout a lullaby

To the wild eyed tribe as they come alive

As they come alive

Touch your head to mine, don't you ever feel the ghosts?

When you're cold and tired you're right there in their hold

It's already fading

Looping, stirring the colour becoming another

Hear the voices calling me

It's already fading

You and me all behind it

Hearing the voices calling me

Was it fire

Surreal

Lighting all the pages

I'm the happiness in someone else's story

There's a cold wind blowing me away from you

It's showing me the way

But it's blowing me away

Touch your head to mine, don't you ever feel the ghosts?

When you're cold and tired you're right there in their hold

It's already fading

Looping, stirring the colour becoming another

Hear the voices calling me

It's already fading

You and me all behind

Hearing the voices calling me