Reaching the point of no return when autumn leaves will no more burn and growing ice will cut the reed sand gloominess will never cease. then it's the time then it's the time
Better leave this place there's another land there's no time to waste there's another friend Give it all away for another run find a better day for the 2nd sun
When clouds in the sky stop wandering and birds on the poles refuse to sing and all disposed and in a light show you the way for it's the time for it's the time for it's the time
Better leave this place...
For the 2nd sun For the 2nd sun
Better leave this place... Better leave this place...