Friction

It is really a pity
To turn back from the gates of freedom city

To lay down a line
And not leave the table
How can you fly
If you're not willing and able

There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow

All along the friction
All along the friction

You were near the sunlight and began to freeze
Sometimes silence is not all right

There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow

All along the friction
All along the friction

The greatest war is inside

There is above and below
Within a circle there is somehow
There is above and below
Within a circle somehow

All along the friction