Lyric Julius

Danger
I ve been told to expect it
I begin my descent
Down the cold granite steps

And who could have turned among those I confide in?
I think that I know what I haven t known yet
Cause a week is a month
and an hour a day
When your reaching just pushes it further away
With your past and your future precisely divided
Am I at that moment?
I haven t decided

And stretching out into the sea... Aquitana
Is that what the prophet told me he saw?
You gave it to me but I really don t want it
I came out on top by the luck of the draw
Cause a week is a month and an hour a day
When your reaching just pushes it further away
And what s the return on the faith I ve provided?
I think that I know now but I haven t decided