Lisbon
Angra
Everynight I say a prayer
Look at me, nobody cares
Just a mirror passing by
Looked inside, I've lost my pride
Stay with me not for so long
It's alright, no needs, no hope
Such a miracle, looking back
Time's gone by and life wasn't bad
Lord, light my way
Fill these withered, careless hands
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
See, the birds are back
At the docks and everywhere
Here in Lisbon, realized
This whole world so strange and divine
Lord, light my way
Fill these withered, careless hands
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down