Providence - normal

	That which fades away
	Will not stay the same
	In your night you trampled on the flame
	Reckless haste before an amen
	Burning your wise men
	In search for fools gold in deserted landscapes
	Still rambling on
	Indulging in your thirst
	Laid aside salt when kneeling by the water
	Not to hear or never to speak first
	That which fades will not stay the same
	Not to hear or never to speak first
	The storm ends my way at the dusk of day
	Triumph in song or defeat
	Retrieve the bitter or the sweet
	Would you bury the old or the young instead?
	Answered in questions or yet unsaid?
	That which faded did not stay the same
	In black night you may have found a flame
	While these golden plates are now emptied
	You’re most welcome to the house of grief

	That which fades away
	Will not stay the same
	In your night you trampled on the flame
	Reckless haste before an amen
	Burning your wise men
	In search for fools gold in deserted landscapes
	Still rambling on
	Indulging in your thirst
	Laid aside salt when kneeling by the water
	Not to hear or never to speak first
	That which fades will not stay the same
	Not to hear or never to speak first
	The storm ends my way at the dusk of day
	Triumph in song or defeat
	Retrieve the bitter or the sweet
	Would you bury the old or the young instead?
	Answered in questions or yet unsaid?
	That which faded did not stay the same
	In black night you may have found a flame
	While these golden plates are now emptied
	You' re most welcome to the house of grief