All Our Sons

Saving my heart from the coldest nights
Saving my time for all our sons
Nowhere's so cold like it's outside
No one cares about
Our sons

There's a time when we all die
All my friends are getting older

And my hands are getting colder
We will turn into a lovers
And my mind has died upon your shoulders

Don't you worry i'm ok
But my eyes are barely dead
I can't see a smile upon your face
Though you can use a pen
Don't you worry it won't hurt

Save my sons
There's no time
Save my sons
Save my sons
Save my sons

And my hands are getting colder
We will turn into a lovers
And my mind has died upon your shoulders



Credits
Writer(s): Santiago Cocovi
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