Вершы: Unjust. Falling.

The sounds you make, the shine you wear
It's your own special ways
Of falling out, into the sun with hera?¦

I can't help falling
I hear you calling
The bitterness rings true
The sound your breath makes
Feeds every heartache
I'll leave it all (behind)

The falling glass beneath the waves

It's this cold shadow place
We came so far, to let it all be gone with hera?¦

The wound you stitch, inside it.
They never open up
The life you livea?¦is for one