Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Rock - Easy Listening |
Lyrics
We walk out of the forest over fallen trees, a clearing in the path, and raise my head to see the castle walls.
Is this deja vu or some unconscious state. A memory I have of some forgotten place from long ago?
Grace has led us here. I think we?re very near to finding out the truth of something not so clear. Its time again.
Deep inside your mind there lays a memory of a better life we shared inside the old city, our garden home.
Remember the river the fields, laughter in the old cobbled streets. Remember life here in old Carcassonne.
One thing that I know is life?s a passing show. It?s hard to find release. It?s hard to let it go. The fire, those crimes.
Water finds it?s line as patience alters time. Could it be we've met to shed a thicker skin and find our peace.
Remember, the river, the fields. Laughter in the old cobbled streets. Remember life here in old Carcassonne.
Old Carcassonne
Remember, the river, the fields. Laughter in the old cobbled streets. Imagine returning to old Carcassonne
Remember all this was real. Order returns to the wheel. Imagine returning to old Carcassonne.
Old Carcassonne.