Will the light long for home, Swallowing miles to return? From out of the space through the years coming the wild one!
It takes a look for a while, It maps every comet just like an Isle, Runs on familiar face of astrological animal.
But spring cues years to run If life is that important, Let’s call the light come down To see this evening wounded
The days are roasting years Are nothing short of awesome Come back to the lucid dreams Will end with morning blossom
My high street gonna released Nothing will take the earth out of my feet Escaping the pain in a milion-days-long experiment Please take a look for a while, Don’t wanna start day to be ferial Counting the rhymes on your face to astrological area