Waves coming from mountains, bats flying in caves, such a lonely day
Deeping in your vains, angels teaching lies to your children, while you
Is touching wars and deaths by hands with golden rings, God is the
Key, but over these skies, deeping in grey fields of woods, the people
Won the world and loose their soul, newspapers and smokes in the
Countryinside, there's an shadow in green eyes and inside the womb
Of a mother resting in churches, but exist space for kindness, watches
And machines at streets, madness at sensible skins, i'm a soul, you are
Soul, take my hand, let's be discovering the invisible kingdom in us!
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