Hidden Grace

It's not the game when I tell you
I'm asking for last ace.
Everything burns, the smoke disappear
and the ash was blown away
Living memories, draw pictures on water
no more offers from you, only golden chains.
I'm looking down not to fall in the grass
but that in front of me is always
always leaving me.
Everyday is new offer
Underneath mask is hiding face
The future´s blind once show itself.
So please don´t take its hidden grace.
In love movie once finished
we have chance to be actors.
Leafs falling out, slave will be king
happy end is in our hands.