Lyrics From Place To Place - Fyrce Muons

Whatever was left
Comes around and makes a visit to us
Revolving and hopping
From place to place
Against the space

For thousands of years
Those who grow and jars of clay
Olive oil rivers of wine
Where are you now
Jesi
A thousand years before Jesi

It's all a lie
Perhaps it's a market
From place to place
We last in this space
To place in this space
From place to place
Against this space