I start a book from the end
And I've got my chin up for nothing
My eye that cries is 'cause of the wind
My absences, it's feelings
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
Under my feet the sky comes back
It smiles red and talks to me gray
I pretend I've understood it all
And there's a guy crying outside
Gold powder on my face
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
Under my feet the sky comes back
Us and the man are out
Worse than a simple half
Right on one of the sidelines
The outstretched arm just as broken
Everything's just spikes and splinters
Spat outside by chance
Hiding the effort in the scribble
A creepy song as a banner
That guarantee me the throne
That guarantee me the throne
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
The sky runs over my hands
Under my feet the sky comes back