came to see the greatest view
the dark is coming to an end
cause diamond dust falling now
the sun is shining at your face again
the pictures at the wall is in a frame
your lips they say it all
call to see it all but it's awake
painted at the wall and it will stay
sooner or later we're on our way
my soul is waiting for you in the clay
believe in what we have must grow and live
lives and dies is from my lips
my soul is waiting for you in the clay
believe in what we have must grow and live
lives and dies is from my lips