BandLyra - Daughters Of The Sun

Gotta tell you a story
Of faith I've lost and found
The city's up in smoke
The angels are down

The streets are filled with violence
Heavy boots shake the ground
We paint with gasoline
Our dreams in the clouds

We are the children
Born on the run
We are the daughters of the sun

Fake gods for non-believers
Born in the neon light
My faith has come and gone
My fall televised

There's saints in sinners dresses
There's fools with golden crowns
There's things that turn the jesters
smile into a frown

We are the children
Born on the run
We are the daughters
Of broken sons
We are the children
One by one
Become the daughters of the sun

I see the sun is rising
red beauty in the sky
I hope that my bad dreams
Died with the stars tonight

Born on the road to nowhere
Have everywhere to go
I'm leaving on my own
Don't take me down with you

We are the children
Born on the run
We are the daughters
Of broken sons
We are the children
One by one
Become the daughters of the sun

Written by:
Markus Fischer

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