Harvard
Ending Of All Endings
When the world comes down in your sleep- Its ringing out in your sleep. Its a silent song for you to hear. It was you, everywhere but here. It was you who paints the day red. Mechanical anecdote, I don't why, I see the setting sun. It will rise, it will rise. But I knew, I knew, I knew. This is the end of everybody. It was the ending of endings. You were lonely, I was calling out Hallelujah - energy.
From Letras Mania