PART 1
The crows are inside.
The crowd blurs my mind.
They’re craving some cold,
call blood.
I’m now so far. I tie the rope.
I feel the scar. I begin to drop.
I hear the wood creaking. I see the rats creeping.
I loved the way you are.
Bring me to a stolen time.
Trade the praise for the crimes.
I wanna be love and blind,
Like we did before.
Meet me in the burning pines.
It’s time to move your pawn.
Cause I’m not your friend.
Among the folks, I begged the father.
And I asked the wizard, but they didn’t talk.
So I began to draw, The walls are mine
But no one skirt a wall.
PART 2
Take us back to a loving time.
Don’t let the devil sign.
Crows have always bring the fire on trees
Let me sing for a further time.
I wanna be love and blind.
oh no !
Bring me back to a stolen time.
Trade the praise for the crimes.
Doves never land on burning trees.
Sweep a hit and sing a further time
Bring a ring, repeat another time
oh no !
I ran to mother and I prayed the Lord
I wanted to talk! Help me! Leave me alone!
It’s inside the choice that you have to feel the voice
The guns are overblown
I ran to mother and I prayed the Lord
I wanted to talk! Help me! Leave me alone!
It’s inside the choice that you have to feel the voice.
Protect us from the worst thing in the world!
Let me sing a further time
Bring a ring, repeat a loving time
About trees
Sweep a hit and sing a further time
Bring a ring, repeat a loving time
Like a cold wind
PART 3
Come inside my brain.
Flow inside my veins.
I am the gracious owner.
I am the hateful lender. Uh !
It is not our fault.
If a bird come.
But you can close the box,
and smash it!
Come inside my brain
Flow inside my veins
I am the gracious owner.
I am the hateful lender. Uh !
It is not our fault.
If a bird come.
You can nail the crate
and burn it!