Ed Motta. Ikarus On The Stairs. Zeneszám

Road ain't got no sign
Train that jacked
It's line
You think that I made us
Lost and go shout again

Blue bird on the night
Echoes through till light
You let me run
Got me sung
Wrapped in harmony

Stepped on to the sun
It's all that we can do
And there
Burn it brightly

Droppin' out
The pale water
And the whale
You drown me out
So I smile
Hopeless
Bittersweet

I'm your tender lie
Whisper and it dies
You let me run
Got me sung
Dropped on silent stairs

Stepped on to the sun
It's all that we can do
At least
Burn there brightly

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)