Every time of midnight
  Every time we muddle again
  Hold on lovely memories
  Every sound you bring out
  Every time we suffer again
  Holding lovely memories
    Every stand of no way
  Every town we muddle again
  Call, I hold your memories
  Every game of no sence
  Every shame we offer in game
  Hold on lovely memory
  Mmmm, son of the blue sky
  Mmmm, son of the blue sky
    Every time of midnight
  Every time we muddle again
  Call and hold flash memory
  Every time of midnight
  Every time of midnight
  Call and hold flash memory
    I'd rather say
  Feeding some birds lost in a cage
  Kicking one's hells havings no way to go
  Strolling musicians up on the way
  Pulling one's leg having no way to go
  Feeding some birds lost in a cage there
  Beeing so free, finding the way to be
  Wondering how smart it happens to be,
  Happens to be
    Mmmm, son of the blue sky...