Paroles: Meanwhile. Choice. Another Rainbow.

The scent of the earth Seems to vanish in the heavens Now you?ve scattered your seeds And swept away all dead leaves There?s an acrid smell that hides your mouth Smell as gray as the eyes of who wanted to fade the sun As the thirst of wealth in everyone Now it?s time to think Cause I don?t want to forget the shape of stars over my head Out comes the rain, I?m still waiting in vain Waiting for another rainbow, I decide to stay Closed in myself all days Searching for another answer.