[Verse 1]
Oh joy's arise
The sun [bad word] again to hold you
Sailing out the [bad word] of the whole week
The polyphonic prayer is here, it's all around you
It's all around you, out here

 [bad word] 
And if the whole world is crashing down (on you)
Fall through space out of mind with me

[Verse 2]
Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising
Lose all the shadows far away
The falling of the whole empire, is here to hold you
Rolling out and haunted till it sinks

[Outro : Little Dragon]
Little memories, marching on
Your little feet, working the machines
Will it spin, will it soar
My little dream, working the machine
Soon like a wave, empires will fall
And closing in the womb, of who you are
Little memories
Your little feet, working the machines
Will it spin, will it soar
My little dream, working the machine
Soon like a wave
Empires will fall
Closing in on the womb
Of who you are