Текст песни Paper Crows - Stand Alight

A desert born, a golden sun shines on
In solitude I find a clarity of mind
The winds blow wilder, the flames grow higher, it feeds the fire in me
And as I stand alight, I feel alive

Falling down into the core of apathy
Gravity off balance, it rotates the axis in me
Breaking down into the parts, stripped bare to see
Forced under false pressure, and it reveals the serpent in me

Awake at night as black holes eat the light
A thread of string in the dark, I'll never find the start
I will retain my self-refrain, I won't fall apart
In solitude I'll thrive, I'll stay alive

Falling down into the core of apathy
Gravity off balance, and it rotates the axis in me
Breaking down into the parts, stripped bare to see
Forced under false pressure, and it reveals the serpent in me