Sanoja: Fighting Jacks. Whirlpools.

Your tranquil eyes follow shady lines
Roaming through broken hearts and shattered morals
Your aeroplane falling from the sky
Devastating trust in you pentagon of truth

Your instrument
Dying to play song out to you
Never lets it
Wake up now and smell your roses

There?s trouble in this town, secretly abounds
Every time you open to someone else
Open up too late, secrets that await
Every now and then forgive yourself

Your aeroplane falling from your life
Crashing down your earth, every covered open lie
The drums you play offer synchronized
Errors that you make every time you open wide

Your instrument
Dying to play song out to you
Never lets it
Wake up now and smell your roses

There?s trouble in this town, secretly abounds
Every time you open to someone else
Open up too late, secrets that await
Every now and then you forgive you, forgive you