Текст песни
Corners grey or old the trail of bones
Eyes locked overpassing ones before
I run stories deep, extensions long
We left all the horde of rain clouds up above
Habit is all the things
Can't buy anything
Old ways, first fruits
We here, all in suits
Trickled down energy
Filled up daily
Old ways, first fruits
Oooh we rising
Swooned left my pillow
All I see sun rays
Days passing I'd go
All I see sun rays
Touched every dream, dream, dream
More than ever
More than ever
Sending all my means and dour thoughts
Resting lids it seems we've fallen-off
Sounding all at once, it's peering out
I am taught by us there ain't no ruins here
Habit is all the things
Can't buy anything
Old ways, first fruits
We here, all in suits
Trickled down energy
Filled up daily
Old ways, first fruits
Oooh we rising
Swooned left my pillow
All I see sun rays
Days passing I'd go
All I see sun rays
Touched every dream, dream, dream
More than ever
More than ever
Doesn't it seem
Like they all came watching
Turned up to hold us
Standing at the door
If I'm not careful
Avoid the signals
Blind eyes will hit
But you we can't ignore
We can only be
We can only be
We can only be
We can only be
Swooned left my pillow
All I see sun rays
Days passing I'd go
All I see sun rays
Touched every dream, dream, dream
More than ever
More than ever