Brett Fuentes - Twisted Trees lyrics

Shades draw once more Opera recedes Tin man shrieks last call Sound swept by the breeze So we fall far from twisted trees Preconceived notions seem so naive Youth it's gone now but still remains in me I wish we could Left for good Recollecting As we loose sound and daydreams Superman seems to not fly by and save me No regrets just memories It has been good I wish we could But so it shall be