Falling Days

There Are secrets in the air Its soothing but it's far away It's far away There Are promises in tu head And whispers that remain all days Day by day If tu want tu loved ones Don't let them die Its a cure for someone Who rarely is dry I mourn inside myself Mourn inside Laugh so as no to cry Laugh so as no to cry The death is life The death is life I mourning inside myself I mourning inside myself I mourning inside myself Mourning there are promises in tu head Mourning there are flowers There are secrets in the air I fall in the arms of spiral trails It's falling days Falling days Falling days It's falling days Falling days It's falling days Falling days It's falling days Falling days