My Cry Works کے بول

Feels like there's me against the rest of the world It was about a decade ago I had this age when I felt same I'm hanging around without a picture Without opinion With past but without future I need the rhythm back to my hands If this is so-called "All" so where are my gallows Where is the place we run to Where is the place after hundred yards Running drowns your dreams - away Face The sun there is the place before the need to run You never need to go - away I gave the seat for a queen Awaiting smile behind those black prints giving some hope Thank you - You, so unknown My cry works if you need to dance Tears showed me one day that I do not need my gallows And every Bird in the war They know the words and they sing along Flowers filling meadows they never weep, they never shout I need to hold the rhythm in my hands 'Cause if my cry works then you dance and while you dance then we can breath