Lora's Song

And the more I lie, I'm perfectly still

More or less, who can tell

And I let my hand go back of your face

Break a wish, iron cage

But you, you must be real

Or having too long time

But you, you're too surreal

Switching through the place you find

Still, still, perfect and proud

Wear, tear half a cloud

Won't you be late, wait, lost in your bed

Make a wish, rip it to shreds

But you, you must be real

Or having too long time

But you, you're too surreal

Switching through the face you find