The Untitled Earth
The Untitled Earth
Moving onto the roof
The earth smiles
Someone asks
Who's the mad gonna try
The earth left cried
The lullabies moaned
Yet unable to titlise
The earth remains scrutinize
But don't even find
Who am I.
Moving onto the roof
The earth smiles
Someone asks
Who's the mad gonna try
The earth left cried
The lullabies moaned
Yet unable to titlise
The earth remains scrutinize
But don't even find
Who am I.