Meet me in the cross wise
In the form of the right word
Where on the safety ramp covered in snow my fantasy is real
Night letter becomes my waking day
Remember a sound came first
I'll take what cloud I've got
Meet me in the cross wise
In the form of the right word
Below the pink firmament
Above the black road
Night letter becomes my waking day
Remember a sound came first
I'll take what cloud I've got
Flying around somewhere
Flying around somewhere
Don't disappear me if I live creek side
Creek side
