Tekster: Saves The Day. Rise.

Let's call it off. I've had enough of the games. If you could see into me. All my veins are tangled up, tied in knots. My heart beats slowly now, it's emptying into the streets. Swirling straight away down the drain and back to sea. When is the time when you aren't in my mind? Setting flames, ravaging all my dreams. When can I finally wake to the sunlight shining on my cheeks. And the wind sweeping me away. Far from every memory with your face in the frame. That'll be the day. When the sky starts burning, the Earth ain?t moving. We all become sane. And we rise in the morning to kiss the scorching sun for it falls.