apparat
song of los
Trees and houses stray Losing voices for the day For the better and the bright For a way out, of the night  I just want to slide across I am trying to get lost I just want to hear you talk One more time before we stop  Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day  Trees and houses stray Dead legs turning silver grey All that happened yesterday Sunlight washes it away  Where I go I'll go alone I'll be safe 'cause this is home Take the fast lane out of here To escape; to, disappear  Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day Losing our voices, losing our voices for that day