There goes the storm,
It already seems like a common landscape.
A tree the color of sodium, the fall of an Electric Angel!
Nooooo!
I don't have static and I wouldn't want to hurt you again
I returned alone and burdened by the fall of another Electric Angel.
Tangled in cables, I am on the verge of resignation,
It must be from the habit of waiting for something to break in my sound.
br/>A new chord makes you look me in the eyes,
I still have the sun to kiss your shadow.
Today I fell when I left you alone, I already paid for breaking the calm.

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