Grown pieces of slandered youth Told to wonder but never worry about the truth The earth feels so raw in these little hands Could it be that they're the ones who understand So take a big leap forward...
In this tower, the highest sea There are no words, there are no dreams There is no life, there is no day And time is the eternal game In this tower on the hill On this side, lying on a still Then...
How the fog hangs above The cityscape There's a cloud of angels Above your bed tonight I'm watching through the window On the fire escape By the line weighing your laundry There's ripples in the bed...