Quidam
SuRevival
Our street is not the sameThough walls remember usSpace of freedom closed in framesChildren fix the world with fistsIt's our time Its time to escape, it's time to find our surREvivalIts time to escape, it's time to find our surREvivalLet's hit the road lead by the lightLet's leave behind this crazy worldLet the wind carry us to the placeWhere everything strange is a truthBig propellers we needTo air bad thoughts upFresh breeze of revivalLike a twister will blow us throughFresh breeze of revival
From Letras Mania