Letras
I want to dribble the head of my bride
Down the aisle
The isle of memories
That always give you a smile
Always wanted to lean on
The everlasting loyalty
Now that need has a name
Now that need has a name
This ground hosts
The descending of remains
A place for hands
Collapsed on window panes
You sweep up the silver medal every summer
Just can't lay claim to anyone's comfort
This ground hosts
A descending of remains
It's a strong enough blast
That could even pop a balloon
You saw that all inside later on
In the afternoon
Because you live I can face
The work I have left to go
But I'm sorry that you were born
After most dreams had come true
This ground hosts
The descending of remains
A place for hands
Collapsed on window panes
You sweep up the silver medal every summer
Just can't lay claim to anyone's comfort
This ground hosts
A descending of remains
This ground hosts
The descending of remains
This ground hosts
The descending of remains