Van Ber - Like a Myth Lyrics

Mike, was a man
Working with his hands, searching in the sand for
Wealth, like a myth
Living in a tower, a watch for every hour
Cut, from a cord
All of us burdened with a little sense of
Grief, from the wound
Starting in the belly, mineral jelly, boom
Free, like a drink
Clocks are ringing, dealers are singing
Hope, from a tree
Never forget what a dream will do to me
Do to me
I'm sore, like a boy
Hanging his head, making his bed all
Up, like a chore
He would rather tear down, what did mother make me for
Make me for
She lives in Tokyo
Little did I know
Little did I know
I'm close enough to know that it all starts here