Rosebuds gather in the middle of the street Oh, I can't breathe, they're tickling my feet. And they sing to me Everyone comes and goes Through our yard And when they bloom, so beautifully in their gardens.
They dance merrily across our fields Time seems to slow down
I'm falling asleep
Crystal ships march safely through a storm And for a moment it felt like everything was fine I'm fond of sleeping on the horizon Wake me up when the half-moon rises
As they land on my shoulders, The petals turn to dust My arms are heavy soldiers, Left out becoming rust
Mother nature The weight of the world on my shoulders With rage and force, she ends the madness We shiver, we shudder.
There's nowhere to run When there's nowhere to run, The storm has just begun.