We... we are one of the same.
Our stories, untold.
Running, waiting for a skyfire to fall.
Our minds, and our cries, share the pain, for we are nowhere at all.
But seek, a painting of the Sun, hold it bravely
it will soon become a casimir in the dark...
and then... a skyfire, will fall apart.
Our stories, untold.
Running, waiting for a skyfire to fall.
Our minds, and our cries, share the pain, for we are nowhere at all.
But seek, a painting of the Sun, hold it bravely
it will soon become a casimir in the dark...
and then... a skyfire, will fall apart.