And after the years are passing
A prayer when you're scared
And broken down chairs before morning
God can you see me cry...die)
Handbook of rituals... hands in the air
More than a give up... big as a care
Move me and move me again
Out of the planet and into the silence
Over the mountains in search of a crisis to find me
Once I was told there's a race to be won
Pointed the finger straight into the sun to be blinded and I minded
God can you see me cry...die)
Wish I could whisper how much I need you
After tomorrow I might forget to
If it's only from a story
And after the years are passing
Move me and move me again