When you realize that there are those in the world who love you
Not the standard thinking of street games by the sea
The mood of the girl, lie down on the rocks and think
The plane disappeared into the clouds and left a trail with you
In the window you can see mountains, clouds and a plane
London is divorced, wars are all around, you just need to survive under this rain
The whole world has disintegrated, under half-life and if you're alive, prove it to the bastards