Still bra**es aren't singing the end now
Quiet fanfares lift the dawn
Marching in the shadows of your dress
As sidewalks are spinning around and
Streetlights fade, they disappeared
Drowned in endless tunnels that she scrawled
If only she could erase
Words of sickness in our fate
If only I could escape
From these tortured skies
She dug a hole so could get out,
A corridor within your head
But you never noticed, no
You kept running away
Drowned in the mellow floods of days
If only she could erase
Words of sickness in our fate
If only I could escape
From these tortured skies