Smiles in the face. When there were no worries. To think about. The world was gone. Behind a long road. And streets who left no doubt. Those days would turn. Into stories we couldn't live without. But there is always. One thing that keep us on the way. To keep us safe. And to beware what was unsaid. The night comes by. As we wanted to prove. Our courage to the top. And search a living being. Named as the demon of the crop. "Killed the lout it's over". I guess we didn't expect. To hear such a thing. That would sound so correct. A goofy's jump. Inside a stranger? s pool. Made at it's best. But there is always. One thing that keep us. On the way. To keep us safe. But not this time. We were afraid. The night comes by. As we wanted to prove. Our courage to the top. And search a living being. Named as the demon of the crop. Fated to dare ourselves. And find what should. Not be sought. Within a feeling. That was the moment. To do the unthought. The night comes by. As we wanted to prove. Our courage to the top. And search a living being. Named as the demon of the crop