Xidamax — The City Stands Still At The Edge (Enigma Original Mix)

Whisper of Time oh
The city stands still at the edge of two different eras
Every spoken breath gets lost in the night
We stand at the brink where our footsteps fade
Where the past is drowning and no future is in sight
The rivers of time
Rush through a burnt out dawn
Between the dust and the stars
Lies our transition
Through burned out dreams and a fading year