Sync Different

When the sun comes down cold wind walking around brings a tune of despair
no more breese of faith
City still sleeping
city still crying
Since many years ago for too many lost

I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling World runs out slowly
and we dig our graves surely
In the middle of this cold winter child want to find a note of light The night starts between
deep silence and sound of death

I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling world runs out slowly
and we dig our graves surely
The boy just find
the melodies of hope then glutle light
gentle arms cover him of soothing symphony

I'm creepin to the light slowly and the stars in the sky are falling world runs out slowly
and we dig our graves surely

He tries to sing
he tries to scream searchin a way to live