Song for the Faithful
Shouldn't resort to math
when it comes to understand
Remote emotions, brick walls
There must be some easier way
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You leave me in the dark
I'm on myself to find out
Crying little tears of hope
Empty rooms, locked barcoded boxes
As I roam around, silently I mope
waiting it out, the minutes seem hours
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You leave me in the dark
I'm on myself to find out
A period for both of us
to lay ourselves to rest
It's just a test
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
when it comes to understand
Remote emotions, brick walls
There must be some easier way
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You leave me in the dark
I'm on myself to find out
Crying little tears of hope
Empty rooms, locked barcoded boxes
As I roam around, silently I mope
waiting it out, the minutes seem hours
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You leave me in the dark
I'm on myself to find out
A period for both of us
to lay ourselves to rest
It's just a test
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address
You're so far away
It seems I was led astray
Little glass goddess
you left your amity at the wrong address