Martin Hall
Random Hold
Another heart laid bare
Another heart laid bare on the doorstep to my exile
Another pantomime to disbelieve
I see your bended head, always humble in the daylight
Playing the servant's role to never see
[Chorus]
Of all the images that you left for my keeping
The one I like the most is the world outside
I never thought I would, but the distance seems so perfect
I can't deny the fact that I'm pleasantly surprised
Another victim cries, pointing fingers at the heavens
Declaring me the crime of centuries
The traces on my skin, they keep shining in the night time
A fingerprint on every memory
[Chorus]
Of all the images that you left for my keeping
The one I like the most is the world outside
I never thought I would, but the distance seems so perfect
I can't deny the fact that I'm pleasantly surprised