Indica War Child
When there's no life around, she makes the desert bloom
Her face is the sun, and the summer is in her womb
The wind wipes away the dirt from her head
It's time to move when the leaves land
She flies like the swans of the lake, she won't carry the world on her wings
When she falls, she falls like the lightest snow flake
Melts away before the morning springs, melts away before the morning springs
So the little heart slowly fades away
She perishes again, but is born every day
She doesn't understand, but knows where to stand
It's time to move when the planes land
She flies like the swans of the lake, she won't carry the world on her wings
When she falls, she falls like the lightest snow flake
Melts away before the morning springs, melts away before the morning springs
She flies like the swans of the lake, she won't carry the world on her wings
When she falls, she falls like the lightest snow flake
Melts away before the morning springs, melts away before the morning springs
