We few, we happy few,
we band of brothers.
Within the crew
Black eyes, black lips, black nails.
We are dancing a slow
Tragedies and suffering
I hear them scream
screaming for help
The prophets pr
I run towards the eye of the storm.
I run so
I’ve seen this before
but not so close to heart
so much
There she goes, she packed her shoes
it’s one of
It was only a dream but oh, what a dream!
Cut
We stood on our toes
With our faces against our foes
I
She comes to me unwillingly
I take her hands and hold
I look towards the stars tonight
Silhouettes are dancing in the
The Zone in the middle of that Zone
where natures laws
Unaware
She is unaware
of what I dream of when I dare
Afraid
