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