Three

Will you arrive the same, beneath the ruins, each time we separate, in this tired game, now i feel fine, i dream of the sea, sail away this time, what does it take, for you to remain, is there no avenues, i can't explain, so close by you, no need to hide, my thoughts in train, I howl at the moon, are you coming home, i know there's a flame, not some bell of doom, you can't fasten fame, either live or walk away, can we ever say, what makes a tune?