For the mountains i'll move
For the the train to stop
With my bare hands
All for what you are to me
The colors are back
After an ancient time
The thrill I forgot
Existed
I'd like to imagine it
Like the brave tale
About a man and his promise
To himself
Of a warrior
With a dusty cape
Swor upon a day
He will protect
Anything
That makes him
Alive
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
For the mountains i'll move
For the the train to stop
With my bare hands
All for what you are to me
The colors are back
After an ancient time
The thrill I forgot
Existed
I'd like to imagine it
Like the brave tale
About a man and his promise
To himself
Of a warrior
With a dusty cape
Swor upon a day
He will protect
Anything
That makes him
Alive