What's Broken

(álbum: Croz - 2014)

Looking out on a buzzing city
Molecules go flying by
Standing here is a very lost disciple
How could it be that angels lie? They lie.

Speaking out in a frozen language
You try to keep that heat inside
Every face is a masterpiece of lonely
And every breath is rarefied.

Who wants to see an abandoned soul?
Who wants to try and open it?
Who wants to know what desperate is?
Who wants to buy what's broken?

Dodging kindness like golden arrows
Shading treasure from uncivil eyes
Tunnels steaming with the breath of a dragon
Cathedrals warming to the sunrise.

Who wants to see an abandoned soul?
Who wants to try and open it?
Who wants to know what desperate is?
Who wants to buy what's broken?

Who wants to see an abandoned soul?
Who wants to try and open it?
Who wants to know what desperate is?
Who wants to buy what's broken?

Looking out on a buzzing city
Molecules go flying by
Standing here is a very lost disciple
How could it be that angels lie?