Foreign Relations

Their progress
Breaking through perfection
I’ve got their eyes for your believe
My vessels, waiting for the answer
Why I must be waiting for this trip

There’s no one else to hear the fact
That I remember every single day
I hate it

But what if I could see fine
I will reach the sun
Handling the fact
I’m losing my mind for this
And what if I could believe
There’s a change in sight awaiting.

Our process sinking in deceptions
This isn’t how it should be
We are afflicted for those who live
Believing that their reason fails

But what if I could see fine
I will reach the sun
Handling the fact
I’m losing my mind for this
And what if I could see clearly
There’s a change in sight awaiting, I’m waiting

Follow the lights
Deep in the skies
All we need is there