gone....

You found the mist, the sand this morning [bad word] is here
Across the sea the world is changing 
so bittersweet
Lies buried by emptiness, 
as the wind blows
How quickly we try to forget 
I cannot let go
The sun burns right up in the sky
as what they took us for a life
Got the madness of a few
Take this world for me and you
Could all be [bad word] ..
Could all be [bad word] ..

gone....

What can’t you see?
This once was paradise [x3] 

gone....
so who makes no world without fear
and beam of life is disappear
show me peace and you may [bad word] then me hope is clear wind mast
take these dreams and make them ring
it's the times we can heal

It could all be real ..
It could all be real ..