29.11.13
[D A Hm G - G A Hm D]
Under the wall of your heartbeat
There’re many words to say,
Who knows, maybe I am your habit.
Who knows, maybe you should stay.
Hurry your bones, hurry if you can
Funny stones catch her in the air.
Under the wall of your heartbeat
A thousand birds fly away,
Nobody knows where it happened.
Nobody knows where we could stay.
Hurry days mean nothing for your love
Hurry days are crawling on your roof.
Hurry your bones, hurry all your life,
Feeling suspense and throwing false to die.