I´m not around that much
Running exhausted and lost
If it could be undone
Will it have costed?
It´s taught and lost

Blowing away we stray, wilted
insulted, at fault
What if the day had stayed in bed
These baubles we´ve brought
At fault

After the bliss has long ended
This caution this fault
Give me a breeze that´s long winded
Accosted adult arrested