Tightly tuned on this pretty curve
They are covered by warm snow
Piled up by the river under the bridge
The core of melody doesn't need to be glued on the ground or tied to the anchor
It will find its own foothold and a way to reach the soul
Clouding your mind with all those old memories
By simply caress your heart with a million emotions
It seems like adding extra burden on the shoulder
But it's actually lift the heavy burden that dragged you down all this time
Washed away by mesmerizing strains
Soar from the deepest ravine of atlantis to the sun where Apollo awaits
The rhythm is not always beautiful like this
It used to walk on a street full of sharp gravels
It was faced by obstacle as big as a mountain
But it never look back
That's how it moves forward, putting one put in front of the other
Stroking up and down the hills, tirelessly
Even when it's really desperate sometimes, or most of the times
It keeps crawling on hands and knees
Because it's not easy to see the other side of shore
Just like it's not easy to turn the scratch of demon into song of an angel
But when you finally make the impossible possible
The voice of Arco, It's worth your while
