Little Scream The Lamb
Once when you were young, pedaling through the sun
The light steamed through your body like a glass
But then the changes come, things are good undone
And the things you lose they don't come back again
But you want to go back again, so you fall down and say the name: Amahl...
Electric radio waves is moving inside my veins
And I can't tell what words they're saying
'Cus it's the secret land of sound, the language of the ground
The color of your broken [parachute]
It's a possible refrain moving out of range
And pulling me towards you like a weight
Now you are a song that plays inside my heart for days
Listen... Amahl... Amahl... Amahl