Mesmerene

We, in the ocean of forgettable things
Are we just travelling in time
We, from wherever we bailed out,
Lande dhere

If I could do more than hold you
If I could do more than watch you tears
I wish we could name this place Oblivion
And then be hapily on our way

Here on the outskirts of an age soon spent
With all its demons and songs of untruth
If we could travel ahead and lose this life
Crack it open and live to tell the tale

If I could do more than hold you
If I could do more than watch your tears
I wish we could name this place Oblivion
And then be happily on our way

(Into my arms, out of harms way)