leave no trace where you've been
never thought you'd understand
the years are slipping out of your hand
and all we ever wanted to be
was floating in the emerald sky
our skeletons remain under a neon noon
psychic waves fill the air
all what we have is what we've done to what we had
never thought you'd understand
the years are slipping out of your hand
and all we ever wanted to be
was floating in the emerald sky
our skeletons remain under a neon noon
all what we have is what we've done to what we had