Тексты песен Anekdoten

Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden Am I too late? Are you gone now forever? So many things I never did tell you So many things, but still not much getting done Examining memories, dissecting

i make images of you ideal more than true i glue photos on my wall ladder bound to fall and now seeing you again will it ever end? here i've no way to deny what should but did not die dark of day and