The gentle beat of raindrops on the face
Prelude to being out of bed all night
Anxious for you, drunk on living
Tired of seeing doors right in front of my nose
Defeated with no place to go
Looking for you against myself
Adam's rib, a future that stayed in the past
Going in to kill, words with sawed-off cannons
That which when dreaming turns fiction into reality
In the very place where the end begins
I put everything into forgetting
Messing up ways of living
I follow your shadow without calm all over Madrid
I counterattack and the heart counterattacks
Trace that need leaves
Highway heading toward nowhere
Sunlit winter, what a shame of a storm in summer
No victor in this war that has already ended
Breaking down crying keeps me from taking off
Maybe in the morning the storm will ease
Maybe when I leave you'll want to find me
Chronic and deadly memory
Messing up ways of living
I follow your shadow without calm all over Madrid
I counterattack and the heart counterattacks
Trace that need leaves
Highway heading toward nowhere