Grandfather,
I'm glad you didn't see
That all that you have
Left behind
Just wouldn't care to breed,
Gold Gold Father
The cities all
They bleed
Desperately just to
Figure out
Another way to live.
Why does it take so long?
Why doesn't feel like home?
And if you come
Then please
Just take me with you.
Grand Grand Father
They didn't care to live
Apparently just figured out
An empty way to breathe
Gold father
I'm sorry to refrain
I really couldn't
Figure out
A way for us to seed
Holy lord
Holy lord
Holy lord
I guess it stops with me
It's the bus of life
So please just take me with you.