Castanarc - Old Air Head

This blue and green, marble ball, Knows what's happening and knows what's going on. Two by two, don't equal four. And they say, time shall save us all, And you and I shall softly fall. And I belive that when you cry, Our laughter wakes our wings to fly. And pipes the tune to storm the gates of sorrow. Here comes The Sun, to light you way Beyond tomorrow. And I hope my words keep your hopes in sight. And I hope my dreams see your hopes Burn bright. And I hope my life tells you, stand and fight, Together. Face our hopes together. This great big ball beneath The Sun, Could lose its use for Man and all he has become. Winter storms in scorching Sun. And they say, tine shall save us all. And you and I shall softly fall. Greet this heavy weather, Stand and face one cause together. Work to find the truth before you fall. And I believe that when we cry, Our laughter wakes our wings to fly. And pipes the tune to storm the gates of sorrow. Here comes The Sun, to light you way beyond Tomorrow. And I hope my words keep your hopes in sight. And I hope my dreams see your hopes bum bright. And I hope my life tells you, stand and fight, Together. Face all our hopes together. Hoping; Dreaming; Burning. Lift up your head. Hold out your hands. Breathe in my dreams.