Running from the Lights
Marcos Arruda
You take it in mind
I don’t know why
But you’ll miss that
Looking for dreams, but time is over
Trying a code like a spy and flying away
Just recognize
A glass of wine running in your vein
As a fallen angel into naive minds
You left with no reason
Through the ghostly windows
Ghostly windows that we’ve loved so
That we´ve loved so deeply
Running from the lights
Show me your shiny fangs
Walking into a dry storm
Dressing the night in red
You must be a breeze
Dancing like a snake
‘Round those sleeping men
No traces from you
No sounds from you
No smell from you
I've never heard anything about you again
They said
They've never heard anything about you again
You take it in mind