Mikis - Koda

Fills your eyes with glass

The metal on stone

Visions of the past

Engraved to the bone

We dive beneath the lake

As swans cast from lead

Filled with a mariner’s grace

We bury our dead

Until they find you out

You will be without love

There’s nowhere to go

You will be without love

Until they find you out

You will be without love

There’s nowhere to go

You will be without love