IN THIS GREAT LAND WE BELONG , WE WERE WANTED ALL ALONG , WE ARE HUMANS OF ALL DREAMS DESERETED , BUT NO 1 WANTS YOU WHEN YOU FAIL , NEVER THOUGHT I COULD BE AFFECTED , SO NO FIGHT AS A DREAM IS ALL DESERTED IT IS AS THE STRANG WHEN ALL IS DESERTED
LOOKING IN THE PRESENT ALL TREES SEEMED BURNED, TOUGHT TO FIGHT TAUGHT TO WIN , WE ARE WANTED WITHIN , AS THE MORNING GREATER SITE.
BRINGING IT ALL UPSIDE DOWN , THE TOUCH OF SPRING BRINGS A GREATER FALL LIKE A TOUCH OF SUEDE AS AN ABSORBSION OF KNOWING THE GREATER SITE WITHIN .
LOOKING IN THE PRESENT ALL TREES SEEMED BURNED, TOUGHT TO FIGHT TAUGHT TO WIN , WE ARE WANTED WITHIN , AS THE MORNING GREATER SITE.
BRINGING IT ALL UPSIDE DOWN , THE TOUCH OF SPRING BRINGS A GREATER FALL LIKE A TOUCH OF SUEDE AS AN ABSORBSION OF KNOWING THE GREATER SITE WITHIN .