

Punctual... (ahhh) Sam Music.
Silent streets underneath the gray
Searching for the words I couldn't say
Frozen in the motion of the tide
Holding all the gravity inside
And I feel the pressure start to break
Every promise that we couldn't make
(falling free)
We are only shadows in the wild
Looking for the fire of a child
Out of the darkness,
we find a way
(into the light)