There is no place in the sky
Next to Northern star
Tomorrow I'll know too much
Of the houses along my way
So many words
Such empty words
Are left among the people of sleep
You can still convert the bravest one of us
After beauty clauses will be closed
Around the last corner
You find the most precious one
The time will come tomorrow
To put the pieces together
So many words
Such empty words
Are left among the people of sleep
You can still convert the bravest one of us
After beauty clauses will be closed
There is no place in the sky
Next to Northern Star
You can still convert the bravest one of us
After beauty clauses will be closed