A City Called Coma - Part II Songtext / Lyric

Cling to each rock

The wind is not on our side

not on our side

not on our side

Pull yourself together, it's not much further

From the top on high

the smoke is finding its way to the sky

not a place I want to be, not a place I want to be

she sits pale skinned in a fire light

One message to change her mind.

One message to change her life forever.

One message to change her mind.

He climbs over the top no breath no breath

in his weak sick lungs

she starts to run to the edge.

Cling to each rock

the wind is not on our side.

She lays beside him,

His eyes so weak he can't even make her out.

But his body feels her all around him.

She whispers something in his ear

That he takes to the grave,

To the grave.

Hours pass before they reach the top,

Before they reach the top, before. (x2)

She's waiting. (x8)