It was only two days
I called you
Asking you where are your friends
They were in the fields
Playing in the heart of mountains
Now they chase the racing rebels
Insurmountable task isn't it?
Try to come down from your golden pedestal
I just don't buy the numbers
This is how a orchard burns
This is how a sad shore buries the reeds
All of it to keep the truth in a square jar
For a square second