Woorden:
Bright Eyes Patient Hope In New Show

ancient vents to meet the new cold And I lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snow Thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes

ancient vents to meet the new cold And I lay in my twisted sheets, and stare out at the snow Thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes

these ancient vents to meet the new cold And I lay in my twisted sheets, and stare out at the snow Thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes

going Still I'll be where you are Take my hand and I will never give up hope You inhabit my heart I am a part of the night sky And you, a bright morning

searching for something new under the sun But its hurtin, act of development first diversion [C-Rayz Walz] A new universe in ancient, so I stay patient