Testo
Cold is the night
High is the sun
Calm desert light
The Howl And The Buzz
Watch the stars tumble from the sky
Solitude, peace of mind
Bring an old photograph to life
Wild is the wind
Safe is the rain
Scarred by the moon
But we find our way
Blissfully unaware tonight
Surrounded by an alibi
Ghosts and memories of days gone by
Nothing is real
Nothing is sacred
Until you find it on your own
Find it on your own