Verse 1
Pages folded small
Villa walls held the summer heat
One lonely line
The ending felt incomplete
Pre-Chorus
No words left
No ways out
Just the rain
Chorus
Fates play games with a pen
Take it away
Give it back again
Turn dust into fire
Fire into dust
Wait for the hand of chance
Drop
Fates play
Games again
Verse 2
Coin for a dream
Old Vieux-Nice harbor starts to glow
Lose everything
Watching the tide move slow
Pre-Chorus
No words left
No ways out
Just the rain
Chorus
Fates play games with a pen
Take it away
Give it back again
Turn dust into fire
Fire into dust
Wait for the hand of chance
Drop
Fates play
Games again
Bridge
No more critics
No more deadlines
No more pretend
Let the story start
Let the silence start
Let the road start
Chorus
Fates play games with a pen
Take it away
Give it back again
Turn dust into fire
Fire into dust
Wait for the hand of chance
Drop
Fates play
Games again
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