| Song | Blinking Tears |
| Artist | Claire Voyant |
| Album | Time And The Maiden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Once there was time | |
| It lay in front of me | |
| With tendrils and curves of what was yet to be | |
| Afraid of the beast, not in the least | |
| A heart for a brain and lips sweet again with the taste of life | |
| Slumber through the years where hurt stings blinking tears and dark hides my skin from the sun and yet again | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their eyes | |
| Those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it’s no, never enough | |
| It could burn like white light but it’s not enough | |
| It can burn like white light, it’s never enough | |
| Now there is time to lay in blame with me and despite all | |
| I write you live well | |
| It seems to me | |
| Those who dare to really get in they feed me with their eyes | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it’s no, never enough | |
| It can burn like fire still its not enough | |
| No it’s not, it’s not enough. | |
| It can burn like fire its never enough |
| Once there was time | |
| It lay in front of me | |
| With tendrils and curves of what was yet to be | |
| Afraid of the beast, not in the least | |
| A heart for a brain and lips sweet again with the taste of life | |
| Slumber through the years where hurt stings blinking tears and dark hides my skin from the sun and yet again | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their eyes | |
| Those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it' s no, never enough | |
| It could burn like white light but it' s not enough | |
| It can burn like white light, it' s never enough | |
| Now there is time to lay in blame with me and despite all | |
| I write you live well | |
| It seems to me | |
| Those who dare to really get in they feed me with their eyes | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it' s no, never enough | |
| It can burn like fire still its not enough | |
| No it' s not, it' s not enough. | |
| It can burn like fire its never enough |
| Once there was time | |
| It lay in front of me | |
| With tendrils and curves of what was yet to be | |
| Afraid of the beast, not in the least | |
| A heart for a brain and lips sweet again with the taste of life | |
| Slumber through the years where hurt stings blinking tears and dark hides my skin from the sun and yet again | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their eyes | |
| Those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it' s no, never enough | |
| It could burn like white light but it' s not enough | |
| It can burn like white light, it' s never enough | |
| Now there is time to lay in blame with me and despite all | |
| I write you live well | |
| It seems to me | |
| Those who dare to really get in they feed me with their eyes | |
| Its those who dare to really get in that feed me with their smile | |
| But it' s no, never enough | |
| It can burn like fire still its not enough | |
| No it' s not, it' s not enough. | |
| It can burn like fire its never enough |