制作
歌词
Planted the wings of the last golden horse
Under the seeds they were sown
I filmed it like dreaming and clenched my fists
Just never been too far from home
I twisted my fingers inside the shell
To pull out the sound of a voice
There is no reason you're walking through hell
Please, please
Set out alone
No one's apology making it home
You've got no time for me
Where have they gone?
Screams went to my heart
