Vārdi: Chariot (The). Everything Is Alive Everything Is Breathing Nothing Is Dead And Nothing Is Bleeding. Goodnight My Lady, And A Forever Farewell.

This horseless carriage leads me home. My hands remain folded. My life
reamins a sunday. Brick by brick i built this staircase. Brick by brick
i walk on. Situated just below the ground and just above your head. Throw
your roses, throw your tears down. If we don't meet (again) this side of
heaven, make sure you're right. Stutter