Alarm - Gazpacho

It’s too late for all panic

It’s too late for alarm

No one’s sleeping

It’s much deeper now

All are safe in the zeroes arms

All the world, in its marathon

Second childhood, mere oblivion

So now come home

But I’m afraid you won’t

Make it back

And I’d trade all for …

All the world, in its marathon

Second childhood, mere oblivion

Now come home

I’m afraid you won’t

Make it back

And I’d trade all for …