Written by Pau Mora
Produced and composed by Martino Stefano & Pau Mora
-Chorus-
There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
Of pieces of my head, my head
That stems did break apart
This seeds re just too smart
And leaves bloom inside out
They're tangled all around my spine
But I can't let it grow
And spring won't let it fall
This Calystegia is born
To crack the fragile architecture of our souls
-Verse 1-
Words will feed these silent tongues
To break the habit
Of a reckless breed that
Shudders like and addict
Clocks will shoot like guns
We're living out of time
This season is out of line
But there's no point of start
No shortcuts in the dark
Just gardens sown from old scars
And I can't hold this flood
Yeah I can't make it stop
Cause water turned into blood
-Breakdown-
There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
Of pieces of my head, my head
-Chorus-
There's a revolution of figures
Over my bed, my bed
They're making puzzles out
Of pieces of my head, my head
That stems did break apart
This seeds re just too smart
And leaves bloom inside out
They're tangled all around my spine
But I can't let it grow
And spring won't let it fall
This Calystegia is born
To crack the fragile
Architecture of our souls