Yoav

As winter fall down on London town,
I feel the walls closing in,
The silver sky is turning us, to stone,
We hide beneath the ground,
Feeling so broken and,
Cannot tell the day and night,
Apart.
Well I think,
But I'm not sure,
I don't know how,
It is, we came to be here,
Doesn't it seem strange,
I mean, could it be it's not really happening now.
And the animal,
Is always in your heart,
And the animal,
Will forever be waiting where you are.
Breathe in the air for me,
You don't know what it feels like,
To be, free,
But your innocent experience,
Can lead you astray sometimes,