Letras
Skies pour forth speech always
Your voice in the airwaves
Awake those asleep, Lord
Whose only reward is this life here
May those seeking not be
Put to shame because me
Don't let those out looking for you
Find a dead end instead
Light the way with fires
A seeking heart inquires
To the way you've handpicked
Find you perfect, set the picnic
Dine or just stand far off
Counting places on the tablecloth
You look like we've all sketched
Think it's far fetched, your arms outstretched
Avoids kisses and hugs
Like a snake with earplugs
That ignores the charmer's tune
And stays immune to loving you