Sugar Army
Many A Mask
Lost control by the riverBeneath the morning sunBeyond the shadows in the winterWhere the lines all glowAnd we come roundNow its seems so much harderFor that blind face to speak in turnOr will be erased as anotherMask slides into place until all alone All will come to all will come togetherAll will come to all will come together
From Letras Mania