Text: Little Beirut. Nadia.

So it?s time you leave the life behind, love
So possessed. So refined
In the cold and bitter snow you will find
You can run. You can hide
Calling from Underground
It?s the rise and fall of Rome
Nadia Walks a fine line
Nadia All in good time
When the family down the stairs wakes to find
An empty nest and suicide
With the gold you?ll build a cage for your mind
You can run You can hide
The millions that won?t be found -
They line the catacombs
Nadia Walks a fine line
Nadia All in good time
Wounded dove
Wounded dove
Offer your heart, offer your daily bread
Offer your blood, offer your bed