Alpha 3 – Alpha children wear grey
All is done, Nothing’s done, We are made of dust That sparkles in the rust.
All is done, Nothing’s done, We are made of dust That sparkles in the rust.
Breathe,
Breathe…
Breathe more…
Give me your smile,
Home is where the design hits the shape of my soul.
Give me your tears,
Give me the anger, the anguish, the relief.
Dance against the walls of the rainbow,
Dance while we tear down the walls,