Из альбома: Without My Enemy What Would I Do
Storms coming down
Pull my jacket around me
Fast, were coping
Ripped down my bones
And release the trapezius, all that I know
Trouble
Cold, the outbreaks and no
Nothing to cry about
I guess I'm undone
Still I don't know the size
Of mountains in their youth
Or how to close my pride
I'm singing like a choir
In the darkest night
In the streets park empty
I won't fade out until you, ring, to call me
I'm singing like a choir
In the darkest night
In the darkest hour, wooh
I won't fade out until you, feel, my power