Broken I wait Through dusts & dogs Take the incense I hold in my palm Through hope I got The angle to fly Shut my fingers Let me die The sound of music Playing tricks on my ears I heard the ringing And now I rise
Broken I wait Through dusts & dogs Take the incense I hold in my palm Through hope I got The angle to fly Shut my fingers Let me die The sound of music Playing tricks on my ears I heard the ringing And now I rise