Summer Lightning BBC Radio 1 "In Concert"

Tears that fill the cups run across The wooden floor. The Smile that smile falls we can grasp for More. We live in a Revolution where the profit of time Is losing value. People Dancing. Summer nights in autumn snow. Inside dreams that break the floor. People fighting with Their Minds As they try to get To You. In The End, The world Will always be Mine. And When I say People dancing with smile.