Nine Eleven Over The Bridge
There is no fairy, no tale tonight,
Just the story of a girl who was someday her own hero
Some screenplays can be imagined
Causes and goals of each one could rewrite the lines of this mystery
But no one stands like her, her look turned to an audience walking down inside from
Passivity to sleep
CAN YOU FEEL ANOTHER BREATH INSIDE YOU ?
What's left to fight the power of instinct
Today it was you against their world
We won't forget this
No one seems to be as decided as her, and as quiet as her
The last quiet time before the rain ..
One follows a way day by day, as bored as this life
She has f..cked up from the bridge of bitterness
CAN YOU FEEL ANOTHER BREATH INSIDE YOU ?
what's left to fight the power of instinct
CAN YOU FEEL ANOTHER BREATH INSIDE YOU ?
Today it was you against their world
