Meraki Songtext
von Habitants

Sometimes
From the valley
I hear them, voices
From the south
It′s cold
It's disturbing
As if they are
Falling down
From the dust
Comes a soldier
From the shadows
Of the sand
It′s a boy
Scattered to pieces
And no reason


...to resign
Some of them hold on
To saying
There's a place of gold
All of them know
It's time to sail
From the valley
You won′t believe
Echoes
From the sand
Echoes
From the center of it
Echoes
From the center of it
Echoes