She's waiting down the crack
Waiting for someone,
Waiting for someone to go away
She has nothing left but a memory
And now it's not so close,
And it's not so close to go away
She is waiting for her rise,
But stucked here without hands.
Rusting in the rain
May the river take her shape,
May the rock hear the pray
Now she is so close to go, close te go, close to go away
Breathing on eachother smile
Getting higher and higher
Everyday is keeping us alive