What will become of us, when we have lost all our faith in our fellow men ?
Will you sleep better with such thoughts stuck on the back of your head ?
A grey cloud looms over the city today, but the dark inside my heart is more,
I have seen the widest gaps bridge and the impenetrable wear.
Trust and faith crumbled up and thrown outside the window of the moving car.
Is it up to me how I decipher your call, or is it how you comprehend ?
