The Search For Sadness - Neo Retros

The winter's freshness turns to rain

A windswept summer carries names

To distant shores where naked no ones lie

A silhouette through windowpanes

A harlot feeds her hiddened shame

The city's stars are narrowed hardened eyes

Though the seasons will change there's a mask on your face

Hiding sadness hiding anger hiding pain

All the seasons must change but for you they're the same

There's the anger there's the hours there's the pain

The search for misery goes on

In peace the spectre of the bomb

A melancholic melody resounds

Borders come and borders fall

But you're the one who's building walls

And every little whisper's like a call

Though the seasons will change

There's a mask on your face

Hiding sadness hiding anger hiding pain

All the seasons must change

But for you they're the same

There's the anger there's the hours there's the pain

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