In a ghost population
There´re three kids
Playing in the courtyard
Yells and laughters go high up
The old lady is at home
Watching her novel on TV
*There´s a cat on the wall
And look so strange
All the stores are closed
Trunks of trees are very dry
There´s no flowers, nor colours*
Everybody walk and talk few
In their eyes hid all the sins
Sins in which they don´t believe (x2)
*Chorus
They see further than you
They see through much more than you
They seem to be always in another planet
But they are never far away
They are flying around you
But you can´t see them (x2)
*Chorus
Dust cover all around
Dogs are barking but won´t bite
People dying you can see
Nobody have the control of its lives
The fear hide behind a lie
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