Make a Sound

I perceive
Bullet-holes and greed
And deep underground
Words don't make
Make a sound
Make a sound

And light
Comes over me
Standing by
By the sea
Whispering to the clouds
Longing for another time
Another time

You'll deceive
The rivers and the trees
And deep underground
Words don't make
Make a sound

And night
Comes over us
Swallowed by
All the dirt
Whispering to the earth
Praying for another time
Another time



Credits
Writer(s): Martim Pocinho
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