Surrevival - Quidam

Our street is not the same

Though walls remember us

Space of freedom closed in frames

Children fix the world with fist

It’s so sad

It’s time to escape

It’s time to find our sueREvival

Let’s hit the road lead by the light

Let’s leave behind this crazy world

Let the wind carry us to place

Where everything strange is a truth

Big propellers we need

To air bad thoughts up

Fresh breeze of revival

Like a twister will blow us through

Fresh breeze of revival