Gap - Closer

And the green never came

There is the rain

To sink the vine

Snort at the empty

Papers in my head wall

To the watering my thirst

I never lost the deep ocean

Where are the hinding stamps

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

This is the shine

In your soundless empire

This is the shine

Of a young man’s desire

Like you

You never been burned in your eyes

Like you

You never been lost in my eyes

Like you

You never been burned in your eyes

Like you

You never been lost in my eyes

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

I’m painting the gap

This is the shine

In your soundless empire

This is the shine

Of a young man’s desire

This is the shine

In your soundless empire

This is the shine

Of a young man’s desire

Desire, desire, desire, desire