Alarm
Gazpacho
It's too late for all panic
It's too late for alarm
No one's sleeping
It's much deeper now
All are safe in the zeroes arms
All the world, in its marathon
Second childhood, mere oblivion
So now come home
But I'm afraid you won't
Make it back
And I'd trade all for ...
All the world, in its marathon
Second childhood, mere oblivion
Now come home
I'm afraid you won't
Make it back
And I'd trade all for ...