Andiam sopra ad aspettar. Senti il circo arrivare?. . Tutti sopra per giocar. Per la mano, e poi volare. . Between the flowers. Amongst the grain. I seek you now.
More and more. The rain lingers on. War only was. To bond us all. . Hell no, no war can paint this more sore. The path is packed with bags of coal. . And bags of coal from some monstrous soul.