The Great Graveyard Of Hopes

The Great Graveyard Of Hopes

T: Matthias Ambré – M: Matthias Ambré

I've learned to live, I've learned to survive
To light up a bonfire, to sharpen a knife
And I've learned to trap, I've learned how to hunt
To line up the target, to take what I want
But – ooooh – where have you gone?

I've learned to learn, I've learned to explore
And how to sneak silently, on a leaf-covered floor
And I've learned to trace, I've learned to divide
The instincts to follow, and those you'd better hide
But – ooooh – where have you gone?

Straying through the forest in search for a guide
I get a glimpse of a gleam through the oaks 
But it's just another candle, it's just another light
On the grand graveyard of hopes 

I've learned to grow, I've learned to take heed
yet turn a blind eye, on my wrinkles, indeed
And I've learned to smile, I've learned to behave
to clean up my dooryard, to set up my cave
But – ooooh – where have you gone?

Straying through …

I've learned to pray, I've learned to believe
that at the very end, there will be no reprieve
and – oooooh – it can't be undone
oooooh – no it can't be undone!

Straying through …