Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alberto Lozano
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alberto Lozano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toni Torres
Producer
Testi
A mind is often clouded by its thinking
but my thinking has never been this clear
Now I speak from the window of my memory
in the tower of regret and misery
I can deform figures and faces
I can make a square fit into a sphere
I cannot hold you for much longer
for one of us is bound to set us free
The summer hot has melted your connections
and Christmas in this side of the world
has frozen my sight
still I'm not completely blind
Snow atop the tower once more
Snow atop the tower once more
Yesterday was surely on a hurry
It happened for a while and then was gone
How can I even know if it was real or not?
How many days remaining have I got?
The winds of disbelief are always howlin'
They're blurring that fine line on your cheeks
They've strucked down all reasonable guarantees
that this is that and that is this
They've murdered the child that I was carrying
and buried him somewhere along the shore
For all that's good and right
lies a bed of silver white
Snow atop the tower once more
Snow atop the tower once more
An image of my love is flying towards me
She's changed and so have I and so have you
We're not the names and titles we pretend to be
We stop playing this game and then we're screwed
I lost her track on a night just like this
A vision of her smile is all I've got
But I'm aware that phantoms come with promises
and idolized reflections on the spot
I swore next time I wouldn't kill the messenger
and there he is, lying on the floor
of my fifteen meter high castle
way above the sky
Snow atop the tower once more
Snow atop the tower once more
The roof will give way any day now, certainly
and nobody will see to build it back
But I'm in love with ruins, decay and certainty
I'll be around to contemplate the cracks
I'll close my fist and I'll withstand the elements
I'll fight my way down to the nearest town
I'll learn about their history and developments
I'll get a job and live with my head down
Yet while I can I sleep with my eyes open
and daydream of the things that went before
Outside they're wagin' war
and now they're knockin' on my door
Snow atop the tower once more
Snow atop the tower once more
Written by: Alberto Lozano

