There I come, there it goes

Here she comes, us we go

Run, Run running away from the sun

The echoes echo by distant glimpse

No one flies around the sun

By a distant light two hearts meet

If I take you by the hand,

Would you mind??

Willowing Through the land

Here I am……

Grunge, grudge

We think we got it all

Let the music begin

We will sort it all …..

Cold rising sun….

Don’t ruin us