4 acessos
You're the storm of secret bombs
Falling noiseless from the clouds
On this land of treason farms
Growing slowly in the sand
Songs of prior sacrifice
The sound of god in colored words
Dogs are yelling at the sun
Trees start to bleed, clouds turn to call
Night seems to talk to everyone
We get out, the crowded web of sounds
Scared everyone
See them suffer when they smile
Everyday they feel the same
Kids are running out of time
Growing slowly in the ground
A noise is coming down
I feel a little pain
We get out; the crowded web of sounds
scared everyone
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Once again I have a love
walking down a road
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun