Sisters - It Looks Sad.

Plastic angel, orange glow

Dark towers, three in a row

Five sisters stay by the lake

They’re not too far from the place

I call home

I call home

Whirlwind

I see you drift in the wind

Strange feeling, sacred stone

In these words, have you dreaming for

And on your own, you’re far from home

And on your own, you’re far from home

You’re far from home

Well whirlwind

I see you

Oh and well whirlwind

I see you

You put aside when you were born

On my birthday, say your words

Just wait my turn

I just wait my turn

And I am standing on the roof

And I told you I would jump for you

And I hope that I can fall right through