Below the dark sky, in the cold dragging night 
Shiver the arms of the arms of the embracing ones 
We could go home if we had one 
Ain’t it funny to be born so far from home 
And I don’t know how the hell did we get to such a place 
When just a couple miles behind we thought it couldn't get worse 
In this vast space elected as the place where we two, we trust and promise 
I’ll lift you up when you’re ready to walk 
When streaks of light hit the sick night 
There is poison in the sky 
There are crows going for my brain ! 
Close your eyes and you’ll be fine 
I’ll guide you with a song…