Is anything important now? I don't know
What seems to be never will befriend you
What seems like miles may be just fine
Do the streets make a haste for the sun?
I will travel further than the missiles come
I can't turn the lights away from the romance facing my eyes
Dungeons made out of tombstone, please, don't be late
I'm making the right decision by calling your name and
Truth is not a pretty fiction, love kills my words

Now why do you come here? Sinking, waving both of your hands
How do you feel when the clouds becomes your end
What does it mean if you can't see the sun? (Turn away)
Gray sunset, it said, gray sunset, it said, gray sunset, it said
What does it mean when the crowds go home?
How does it feel to die on your own? Gray sunset, it said: "Alone"

Sky's now about to rain, damage my space
Can't turn the other way, I've lost my faith
Words to confuse opinion, they'll be disgraced
I do it because I feed you, feed you, my way
What seems to be never will befriend you
What seems like miles may be just fine
Promise made is like a turtle's face
And I promise that I'll come alone
Promise that I'll come alone
And I promise that I'll come alone
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da