Making Peace

作词 : Erka T. Hutama
作曲 : Danau Antariksa Tumengkol/Rizky Rachmadi/Erka T. Hutama
Tired old god, laying down.
Wondering the yonder, lack of borders.
Tired old god. picking a pawn.
Wide and tied, with weight on his shoulder.

Tired old god, sitting alone in eternity.
Mostly made of exhaustion,
And wishing for clarity.
Tired old god, riding alone in serendipity.
Mostly built of moderation,
And waiting for fidelity.

Will heights stop scaring, scarring, searing.
Wide and cried, souls tied to abide with the tide.
Wide and tied, which side he’ll guide.

Rum, in a room, flowers are to bloom.
(Rum, in a room. Nigh.)
Sum, of gloom, trepidation of doom.
(Sum of gloom. Cry.)
Rum, in a room, flowers are to bloom.
(Rum, in a room. Nigh.)
Sum, of gloom, trepidation of doom.
Oh~

Tired old god,
Spreading bliss.
Making peace.

作词 : Erka T. Hutama
作曲 : Danau Antariksa Tumengkol/Rizky Rachmadi/Erka T. Hutama
Tired old god, laying down.
Wondering the yonder, lack of borders.
Tired old god. picking a pawn.
Wide and tied, with weight on his shoulder.

Tired old god, sitting alone in eternity.
Mostly made of exhaustion,
And wishing for clarity.
Tired old god, riding alone in serendipity.
Mostly built of moderation,
And waiting for fidelity.

Will heights stop scaring, scarring, searing.
Wide and cried, souls tied to abide with the tide.
Wide and tied, which side he’ll guide.

Rum, in a room, flowers are to bloom.
(Rum, in a room. Nigh.)
Sum, of gloom, trepidation of doom.
(Sum of gloom. Cry.)
Rum, in a room, flowers are to bloom.
(Rum, in a room. Nigh.)
Sum, of gloom, trepidation of doom.
Oh~

Tired old god,
Spreading bliss.
Making peace.