H.A.F.H.
Low Roar
4:16The clouds are sculptures made of water The water washed away the pain Somehow the colors fade to nothing When eyes are wide They try to hide all the gravel on the ocean Wander with the butterflies Walk out in the daylight Water the ice Holding on to hurricanes Wander in the night sky Run out of the daylight Water the ice Holding on to hurricanes The mountain moves little further The river washed away the rain Somehow the flowers falls in daisy chains Door to door Forget me now All the petals in the ocean Wander with the butterflies Walk out in the daylight Water the ice Holding on to hurricanes Wander in the night sky Run out of the daylight Water the ice Holding on to hurricanes Holding on to hurricanes Holding on to hurricanes Holding on to hurricanes