We followed the stars in a movement to the insets
The arc of the sun and the turn of the tides
We looked for the sign of a "could be" tomorrow
And over I'll show all this think at the time
From second to second, where have they gone?
We are waiting for Heaven whatever here becomes
The piercing like birds in the skies and the windows
The darkness of Heaven it's lighted by the stars
There's only this moment to second to second
A light for this movement, all of this is gone
From second to second where did they go
We are waiting for Heaven, whatever I don't know
So put on a blue dress until and a cando
Some cool electronical, old fashion sun
The arc of the sun and the turn of the tides
We looked for the sign of a "could be" tomorrow
And over I'll show all this think at the time
From second to second, where have they gone?
We are waiting for Heaven whatever here becomes
The piercing like birds in the skies and the windows
The darkness of Heaven it's lighted by the stars
There's only this moment to second to second
A light for this movement, all of this is gone
From second to second where did they go
We are waiting for Heaven, whatever I don't know
So put on a blue dress until and a cando
Some cool electronical, old fashion sun
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