A world without music
An earth without song
That isn't a planet worth living on
The Murdoch confusion
The dark of the Sun
As if they were planning oblivion
Your father is proud of what you have become
Now here comes the wave in
I love you son
I try not to lose it
To keep my head strong
Then one deviation and hope is gone
But I see a way through it
That's narrow and long
The flow of the process, oblivion
Your father is proud of what you have become
Now here comes the wave in
I love you son
Your father is proud of what you have become
Now here comes the wave in
I love you son