Comer, The Children Do

Your shell is curshed lit by rain It wouldn't be late Bloon the flower does Your shell is crushed let by autum storm It wouldn't be late Come the children do Come the children do Come the children do The children laugh like falling a piece of sky Chilly wind is blowing only eyes are sparkling Hold me child Your belief is smashed Wet by fire It wouldn't be late to open the heaven's door Your belief is withered Wet by fire It will never be late to drink the heaven's water to drink the heaven's water to drink the heaven's water The children are crying for foreign oxygen Chilly wind is flowing into deep insideof them right now You're supposed to know holy solution Yeah they come Feel your basil bone in your head Move your cheek skin and make a smile Sweet sweet sweet sweet Feel your basil bone in your head Move your cheek skin and make a smile Sweet- I'm holding this incense burner in rain and fireuntill they come Come the children do Come the children to yeah they come