Paroles de Design

In bits and pieces, pieces and bits That's how we will see before it all fits That's how we will be Like logs from a tree Like cracks in a crystal Before it all hits We will walk on the crust On a surface we trust Sleep to keep from looking down again Sweat and blood Soon spilled with tears We venture to where days turn to years Our hearts will be talking With an accent so proud Ignoring the silence Of the long absent crowd We will comprehend The design of the end Remember tomorrow While it still is around the bend We will walk on the crust On a surface we trust Sleep to keep from looking down again Sweat and blood Soon spilled with tears We venture to where days turn to years Design of fear Tomorrow of fear We will walk on the crust On a surface we trust Sleep to keep from looking down again Sweat and blood Soon spilled with tears We venture to where days turn to years Sweat and blood Soon spilled with tears We venture to where days turn to years