Why? They wasted our filth Stolen our bones Turning our eyes, they're turning further to war
This is for knowing among silent trees Kill those that run away to delight and iron the birds
They're desolate, lonely For most of the trees, there's hail on the leaves to delight and iron the birds
His voice, so thick that love got buried His voice, no boy, no boy, no play Someday I'll rise, someday I'll play Someday I'll rise, someday I'll rise His voice, so thick that love, that love has gone away No boy, no play
Windblown through the leaves Can you still just dance then start singing? I lay on the ground Get lost once again in a tranquil sound
Revive the memory in real time, for me
The terrible sound Is fading from paradise, is fading away...
And the hunger bout came To delight and iron the birds To seize our fate
Where are all the leaves? We must dwell on the leaves
Tantalize, convince me that nothing's wrong This all seems to say that I'll find a way To shed my old skin and move on
For now I listen when they say nothing's wrong Retreat to a place where memories erase Ignore it as I have all alongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
