Uploaded October 2020 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago
Taken from the forthcoming DÉCEMBRE NOIR album "The Renaissance Of Hope" set to be released November 13th, 2020 on Lifeforce Records.
Order "The Renaissance Of Hope" here on Limited Vinyl LP, CD Digipak and Digital:
orcd.co/dn_renaissance
Illustration: Krajamine
"Streets of Transience" lyrics:
On the run, on the run from myself
Through cold streets of transience
With tearing eyes, without a goal
I’m on the run from tomorrow’s pale white sun
In the spiral of fading lights
With my still pounding heart in wounded hands
Carrier of the burden of discarded years
Somewhere in nowhere, where rain never ends
And it feels so strange to drown
In the downward spiral of time
This life is a dead end street
Where all hope falls and capitulates
In search of goodness
In these cold streets
And I wonder who I am, am I nothing?
And I wonder where I stand in life, am I alone?
And sometimes I beg for a little spark of hope
Unheard prayers for an end
On the run from myself
I am the fusion of day and night
In the waiting line of death
I find no rest
Here, in the downward spiral of time
I try to take a breath beneath life’s surface
But my lungs are filled with liquid salt
In the downward spiral of time
Somewhere in nowhere, beyond Eden
Where the rain never ends
On the run from tomorrow’s pale white sun
Through this ocean of tears and fading lights
Yes, I have lost myself in this fast-paced world
In these cold streets of transience
And it feels so strange to drown
In the downward spiral of time
This life is a dead end street
Where all hope falls and capitulates
Taken from the forthcoming DÉCEMBRE NOIR album "The Renaissance Of Hope" set to be released November 13th, 2020 on Lifeforce Records.
Order "The Renaissance Of Hope" here on Limited Vinyl LP, CD Digipak and Digital:
orcd.co/dn_renaissance
Illustration: Krajamine
"Streets of Transience" lyrics:
On the run, on the run from myself
Through cold streets of transience
With tearing eyes, without a goal
I’m on the run from tomorrow’s pale white sun
In the spiral of fading lights
With my still pounding heart in wounded hands
Carrier of the burden of discarded years
Somewhere in nowhere, where rain never ends
And it feels so strange to drown
In the downward spiral of time
This life is a dead end street
Where all hope falls and capitulates
In search of goodness
In these cold streets
And I wonder who I am, am I nothing?
And I wonder where I stand in life, am I alone?
And sometimes I beg for a little spark of hope
Unheard prayers for an end
On the run from myself
I am the fusion of day and night
In the waiting line of death
I find no rest
Here, in the downward spiral of time
I try to take a breath beneath life’s surface
But my lungs are filled with liquid salt
In the downward spiral of time
Somewhere in nowhere, beyond Eden
Where the rain never ends
On the run from tomorrow’s pale white sun
Through this ocean of tears and fading lights
Yes, I have lost myself in this fast-paced world
In these cold streets of transience
And it feels so strange to drown
In the downward spiral of time
This life is a dead end street
Where all hope falls and capitulates
