5 acessos
At the edge of the world a fairy speaks to me
She invites me to follow she invites me to see
Where all our sorrow is born a cradle on it´s own
But we are feeding fears we spit it out
We fly through melancholic skies
Observe a world been made of lies
We fly through melancholic skies
My fairy takes me I´m so high
In a world of lies
And at the edge of the world the fairy drones foreign words
The sense´s s so far away I need a break say a prayer
But not for me alone cause our mistakes are growing
It´s rising up one day I recognize decay
I feel it´s overloaded we need a change
Our generation´s fading we need a break