Letras
These days do not make sense
The seats are empty here
The food will not fill me
With all the hunger that I feel
Our cast away old ship
Was easy to be healed
And it wasn’t full of gifts but
It was easy to be steered
Under the sea and over hell
We face one more year
Sing to me a christmas tale
Sing with me free your sail
These days do not make sense
The seeds are wild in here
The moon will not change me
With all the people that I miss
Our cast away old ship
Was crowded with our meals
It wasn’t full of sins
But it was easy to be seen
Under the sea and over hell
We face one more year
Sing to me a christmas tale
Sing with me free your sail