my old style

you´re saving this planet
from all that´s bad, you have it
you know its automatic to feel
i´m seeing your face now
i´m moving with grace now
you broke me, my fancy caved in

lonely beside you i´m spinning
all nights you
you crush all the dreams in the place

you disturb the silence
you reveal the hide
you wake up by starting the fame

and we are looking around the space in the ground
you´re hearing me out now
i heavenly speak
i´m out of the deep
i´m catching my old style