Autumn's Grey Solace - Síscéal

Collecting all my stones
To build my castle
Where all my fairytales
Were meant to come true

But oh
Life grew instead
Stones turned to ash
Ash turns to dust
Slipped through my hands
I've lost the feeling
I must stop indulging
In these fairytales

There has to be
Something real
In my own fairytale
But all that's left
In my castle
Is a foundation of
Broken glass

But oh
Life is too real
Wine turns to blood
Blood turns to pour
Right through my veins
I've lost the feeling
I must stop indulging
In these fairytales

Deeper and deeper in time
Fairytales start to fall apart
Deeper and deeper in time
Dreams become my own sacrifice
Deeper and deeper in time
Soles of my feet begin to bleed
Deeper and deeper in time
I'll learn regret
Only the oceans will ever know
When the tide began
Only the tide
Knows where the sand is
Only time will tell me
When it's alright
To stay inside
My fairytale
My one true place
My saving grace

Collecting all my stones
To build my castle
Where all my fairytales
Were meant to come true