Текст песни From The Drain Of A.I.S.

As the cold floor screams attention (determination.
.....) I observe reactions with tears (.
.....to make us see). Apologies for broken halo's and
imperfection, broken wings mend. This fall (problems solve......).
This fall where words vanish (.
.....thoughts awake) and problems solve like fallen
angels. A new concept (and coldness.
.....). What keeps me seated
(the winter of my heart), rooms warm with familiar voice.
To the stairs with hands that pull,Jairus - From The Drain Of A.I.S. - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jairus/from-the-drain-of-ais-lyrics.html
they find no resistance. Shirts ripped and tears,
I have no time to choose my words, that break pictures and wet eyes.
To keep my eyes open takes your faces (for you).
This glass in my head (without a reason) resounds and
echoes. With each dream that screams and dies,
with each of your words my head looks up.
This is all of you, I give all of me to you.
Friends that keep dreams alive and raise me to the
stars, to touch God and say, I'm sorry.