Текст песни Flowing Tears & Withered Flowers — Trust

he goes away
in search of a rose
in a drowning empty dawn
a paranoid dreamscape

he goes away
along all their empty faces
and all the blinded ears
no one helps him and no one carries him running away....

and he carries a heart in his hand
a southfruit germ in the northern lands drifting and drifting fornever to dwell

he goes away
a thousand people but alone
in a touch of misanthrophy
and a wish to escape
from this reality