Caught beneath the landslide
Hide behind the trees
Burning out every single bridge
That once belonged to me
This riddle in my Shell
This riddle from within
cll this doubts that are slowly shaping
Deep inside of me

Then I take a look into these broken skies
cnd fear for those who want to fly
Leaving hopes and dreams behind to die

Waiting for disaster on a cold long day
I'm waiting for the devil to walk my way
Trading tears for ashes and faith for scars
Where is my catcher in the rye? in the rye

When I take a look into these broken skies
cnd fear for those who want to fly
Leaving hopes and dreams behind to die

When I take a look into these broken skies
cnd fear for those who want to fly
Leaving hopes and dreams behind to die

Oh, take a look into these broken skies
cnd fear for those who want to fly
Leaving hopes and dreams behind to die