Letras
Clear sky, quiet beauty
Cold magic on this side of the Earth
Fresh winds ring purely
In little sparks the morning bursts
And, yes
Not everything comes easily
And, yes
Not everything goes quite right
A poison or medicine
A whirlwind on this side of the Earth
Three mermaids sing to me
And their sweet songs are like therapy
And, yes
Not everything comes easily
And, yes
Not everything goes quite right
No limits, no barriers
And second roles will become first
Fresh winds ring purely
In little sparks the morning bursts
And, yes
Not everything comes easily
And, yes
Not everything but it will be alright
