There are heavens that I will never see,
White clouds with swan necks
Which seem to emerge
From the earth like snowy flowers.
I have searched for them from station to station,
I arrived in Madrid, New York and Istanbul
But I did not come to a conclusion,
My fears have already been confirmed.
That the hours hurt in the dark,
That I smoke ten thousand cigarettes that I know my voice will break,
I pray and I am drawing a cross in ash,
Suddenly lightning will strike and light will be made.
I wonder where you will be,
I wonder why you're not here.
If you need me today, a war is going to explode,
They say they are times of peace, but it is only what some call peace,
And I know that girl you are afraid.
I know you have it, I know I have it
And I know that nights without you are hell.
And the hours hurt in the dark,
And I smoke ten thousand cigarettes and I know that my voice will break,
And I pray and I'm drawing a cross in ash,
Suddenly lightning will strike and light will be made.
And the hours hurt in the dark,
And I smoke ten thousand cigarettes and I know that my voice will break,
And the hours hurt and I pray to my god
Suddenly a lightning split us both,
Suddenly a lightning will kill us both,
Suddenly a lightning strike us both
Only among all we can make this a better place :)