We're waiting for news on the settled day and hour
Blood will stream from the eyes
Do not pull down, don't turn off the screens
On the bottom of the ocean, heart will crush
Like sand through my fingers
What will be next
Mute words pack
Simply disapears
Awaiting changes, good opportunity
Choose your walkman and go listen to
How the heart drowns on the bottom of strangers' tales
Star falling from the sky and burns out in the sea
Like sand through my fingers
What will be next
Mute words pack
Simply disapears
Like sand through my fingers
What will be next
Mute words pack
Simply disapears