Emarosa - A City Called Coma (Part II) Lyrics
Cling to each rockthe wind is not on our sidepull yourself together it鈥檚 not much furtherFrom the top on high smoke is finding its way to the skynot a place I want to be, not a place I want to beshe sits pale skinned in a fire light One message to change her mindOne message to change her life forever.He climbs over the top no breath no breathin his weak sick lungs she starts to run to the edgeat last it鈥檚 over.Cling to each rockthe wind is not on our side.She lays beside him his eyes so weak he can鈥檛 even make her outbut his body feels her all around himShe whispers something in his earthat he takes to the graveHours pass before they reach the top, before they reach the top, before.She鈥檚 waiting.