Foma - Sydney Smathers текст песни

And now that I'm alone again, ain't it such a beautiful day?
And now that I speak on my own, have I such a beautiful way?
And now that I have lost my stride, and in such a pitiful way,
Valid points do not my mind say with such an eloquent phrase
And will we all fall, or will it come from the sky?
Or will just I fall, shoot me down watch me die