Call it a day. When night becomes our mad escape. Forgetting the things you mean to say. When all the right words come too late and. Everything falls out of place.
Flying. And I know I'm not coming down. You're trying. But you know you must soon go down. All my colors turn to clouds. All my colors turn to clouds.
Oh how the times have changes us. Sure and now uncertain. Men not devils have claimed us. Purity deserting. God's one miracle. Lost in circles. . All my all my life.