Atlas - Fanfarlo

　　Its all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause.

　　By slide of the hand you will turn them into dust.

　　A face to face you will lead them by the fall

　　A track field and the saw dust

　　You're allowed to stare it out uuuuh

　　Uhhh uuuuuuh

　　Its all good luck charms,

　　I'll try to understand.

　　Indeed inside me will always hope for worst

　　You say keep them close by

　　They're closer than you think.

　　A track field and the saw dust

　　You're allowed to stare it out uuuuh

　　Uhhh uuuuuuh

　　Next spring will bring you back again

　　You'll sigh and crack a whip for us

　　And maybe you will be the one

　　who'll draw the line in the sand

　　for us to crawl

　　It's all at bats now

　　All painting portraits time.

　　And maybe when the night comes

　　You'll open up the cage.

　　You'll open up the cage.