From the Sky کے بول

From the Sky por: João Neto Thinking about the outer space Looking to the sky So the mind is open and clear Waiting for the night I don`t remember, I`m just feel Fingers in my face So the future`s comming down Like a blind I pray I hear you call me Into the night Voices controul me Comming from the edge beyound the line of sky I believe and look the shadows Faces in my bed But I know that I`m alone This is my disgrace Face to face with my fears Be away, my mate All I have to do is fight Like in my past I hear you call me Into the night Voices controul me Comming from the edge beyound the line of sky Flashes and wing songs Flying about my head The sky is a garden of God Every day...