クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rare Tones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tristan Marks
Composer
歌詞
It's cold
In their hearts again
The smoke of the cigars gone
The whiskey's out
Snow's
In front of their doors again
Indeed, they wouldn't go out of their rooms
There's no comeback soon
But in a moment of surrender
They won't believe one's eyes
Is there a false dawn in future
Without their broken lives
Seems like there's no one around us
We are alone inside this fantasy
Above the sky and underneath the sand
Waiting for another day
With arms
With arms wide open
They thought of what is gone so long
Your dad and mom
But in a moment of surrender
They won't believe one's eyes
Is there a false dawn in future
Without their broken lives
Seems like there's no one around us
We are alone inside this fantasy
Above the sky and underneath the sand
Waiting for another day
Seems like there's no one around us
We are alone inside this fantasy
Above the sky and underneath the sand
Waiting for another day
Can you imagine
What it means to be
Just having a life
A life in destruction?
Can you imagine
What it means to be
Just having a life
A life in destruction?
Open your eyes someday, open!
Open your eyes someday, open!
Open your eyes someday, open!
Written by: Tristan Marks
