Stark skies in the road
Soften the fold
All from before
Why do you hide it lightly from me?
Out and about in a rage and a crowd to see
I'm off in the road
Caught in the cold
All from before
Why's it likely all sent for me?
Out and about in a rage and a crowd to see
(Instrumental)
Night stars to be seen
Never to dream
A waiting fee
Is this quiet life that you chose
Bothersome costs of your world being lost have arose