V1 Crowds that follow like a marching band, empty sorrow is a laughing trend, recognise me as a friendly hand, one with courage and a mental strength, smiles like thinking bringing what you seek, tread these follow in the words you teach, a warmer side.
Ch Slowly throw your arms, at a palm to fill, scratch daylight from your palms, to embrace the real.
V2 Sharp these arrows and your angered spite, broke the ground as we fell in to flight, exercise this as we try to mend, sunlight borrowed I've no heart to lend, the shame relieved is the shame we lost, tip toed over all the lines you crossed, to my warmer side. Текст от группы! :)