Nothing new was brought by the first light.
Waiting for.. The world is still sleeping
Well, who knows? No use for my strength here
And who needs the weak touch of shaking hands?

Tried to prove that rock `n roll's not dead
Smaller now. And so strangely hollow
If there was a reason to return

Warm me now
Sooth me now
Crush me now
Warm me now

Up and out- And down in that old hole
Gods some times need rest
If there was a reason to return
But who needs the weak touch of shaking hands?

Warm me now
Sooth me now
Crush me now
Warm me now

That ladder Serene