WTCHSONG from HOLY NOON by Maika

see the sky turn into grey
death is here that’s what they say throw your clothes take off your skin snow will heat your bones within again feel the leaves turn into mold
dig your hands deep in the cold
taste the soil lie on the ground
you can scream
but there’s no sound again
we are flying
don’t let them be lying
see the ground disappear again
feel the frost cover your eyes
blind and deaf look to the skies
you are a strange species indeed sometimes you smile
sometimes you bleed again
we are flying don’t let them be lying feel the skies disappear again
we are flying don’t let them be lying feel the skies disappear again

• Jazz
• jazz#vocals#chamber#doublebass
• Germany