Waiting for the fall, smells like rain over there
for some doesn't arrive ever again
Leave me old gun, I will not shoot to forget
I just will wait for the fall, I will be sitting there
You don't understand how I can blown away
You, don't never arrive....always have something to say
You who never call are already there
waiting for the black fall
words on the wind
shadows on my steps
must be the absinth....
Don't let me grow up in a life full of silver and gold
and they taught me everything then give me anything
that wasn't for me and falling to the ground
They've snatched me to give it to me after.....
You don't understand how I can blown away
You, don't never arrive....always have something to say
You who never call are already there
waiting for the black fall
words on the wind
shadows on my steps
must be the absinth....
The Black Fall
