The Missing Season - To the Fire

Homeless Lovers

Below the dark sky, in the cold dragging night
Shiver the arms of the arms of the embracing ones
We could go home if we had one
Ain't it funny to be born so far from home

And I don't know how the hell did we get to such a place
When just a couple miles behind we thought it couldn't get worse

In this vast space elected as the place where we two, we trust and promise
I'll lift you up when you're ready to walk
When streaks of light hit the sick night

There is poison in the sky
There are crows going for my brain!
Close your eyes and you'll be fine
I'll guide you with a song...

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Writer(s): Nicolas Gautier, Marin Perot
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