The Final Touch

There is a girl by the teachers' room
She likes to fly from the mountains
On day she will hit the ground
And become the flower she never was

There is a boy in the old factory
Oil and dirt and mess in his head
Every time he is going to take the train
He wish to jump in front of the wheels

There are times when we don't walk this planet anymore
And there are times when you don't feel your heart beat anymore

Lyrics and music © Thomas Sundman

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