We slowly fall like rain
Go along the flow on and on
Bus through the river
Where are we headed now?
How sublime?
Living in this place
Don’t be afraid
Don’t holding your breath
Look around you
How people move?
How sublime?
Living in this place
Who could say that we were wrong?
Maybe there’s no one can blame
Wind blows through trees you and I
Falling words wounds you and I
Blue glue sticks to you and I
Pouring stars through you and I
Wind blows through trees you and I
Falling words wounds you and I
Blue glue sticks to you and I
Pouring stars through you and I