This Farm Will End Up In Fire-Girls In Hawaii/Lionel Van Cauwenberghe/Antoine Wielemans

You're the storm of secret bombs Falling noiseless from the clouds On this land of treason farms Growing slowly in the sand Songs of prior sacrifice The sound of god in colored words Dogs are yelling at the sun Trees start to bleed, clouds turn to call Night seems to talk to everyone We get out, the crowded web of sounds Scared everyone See them suffer when they smile Everyday they feel the same Kids are running out of time Growing slowly in the ground A noise is coming down I feel a little pain we get out; the crowded web of sounds scared everyone Everybody's lost in the sun Everybody's lost in the sun Everybody's lost in the sun Once again I have a love walking down a road Everybody's lost in the sun Everybody's lost in the sun Everybody's lost in the sun Everybody's lost in the sun