Texty: The Fall Of Troy. The Tears Of Green Eyed Angels.

A fall from grace, forever preserving these days we'd waste,
and never leaving this place where we'd stay,
remember...

We're worker bees, we're worker bees,
our only purpose in life is to serve the queen!
And you know, (someday we'll let go!)

Sun sets day, we're standing in summer's embrace,
and we may continue to harvest our dreams, fade away,

but feelings stay...

The docks held still time's hand with each wave!!!!!