Bodies in flames, unseeing faces
silver screens, nothing has changed
Stopping to pray, things have to claim
hearts have to break, bodies to dance
Mom say don't go, pain till no gain
nature is calling, limbs have to spend
Burdens to do and work to save
I have to go out, it's time to change
Angels are crying at the door
Momma is saying: Please don't go
Nothing will change if you don't change
Tired of being in same places
Heaven as unknow, God as a cent
arrears to pay, nothing explain
Nothing in my mind, just heads in flames
jungle trough me, corners have cents
Would you like to get this highway with me?
Your mother is crying but at least she can breath
Your brother is calling but at least you can't hear
But all these days we were just watching to leave
Would you like to see the things never seen?
Or to discover undiscovered seas?
Hold on my hand and come up over me
Jump in this wild highway!
Angels are crying at the door
Momma is saying: Please don't go
Nothing will change if you don't change
And we’re changing
Tired of being in same places
