Texty: Simian. End Of The Day.

Maybe you'll destroy all that I've made but at the end of the day it's the words you say to me, to me
Maybe you will fly me to the stars but when we fall back down what will you ask of me, of me

When you find it, close your eyes and don't you let go til its there,
Then come alive and walk around in a new place to call your own

Maybe you will end my mortal; days but when we meet again will you recognise my face, my face
Maybe you will wipe my memory clean but will you be the one who shows me how to see, to see

When you find it, close your eyes and don't you let go til its there,
Then come alive and walk around in a new place to call your own

When you find it, close your eyes and don't you let go til its there,
Then come alive and walk around in a new place to call your own