Massa Tard
Blaumut
It's Too Late
It's gotten late
The bar's closing and we step out on the street
The night is full and everything moves slowly
That time forgot us
We've lived
Leaning on fate, playing with destiny
The hours erasing the absence of so many years
I know everything stays the same
And I see how this night shines
It's been a while since I felt this way
And we both dove into a lost sea
And until the morning came
Swimming, fucked up in this bed
Two castaways are drowning
It's too late
I won't say a thing
We'll feast on memories and croissants
We'll flood smiles and storms
We won't know where the wind blows from
Good night
Whenever you want, we can do it again
The sun burning behind the window
Will come in uninvited
And this night doesn't shine anymore
The light of the spirit has faded
We're tales of ancestors who died
And until the morning came
Swimming, fucked up in this bed
No marks left on the sheets
It's too late
