Nobody stays beautiful
No, but we could have not been
Nobody knows quite where we are
On behalf of what we
Walk through a window loft(?)
We tap over wasted cities
Walls of the nation to break free
From this upper hand of
Walls of the reckless and the cross(?)
If you said you loved me
Maybe if you say you're
Father and number one believer
Find me an arrow until I will be breaking at you(?)
Falling in place right, the sun, a thing I will never see again
Making it rise, make it
Tumble over and I'll believe it

INVIA LE CORREZIONI