


WHEN THE NOISE FADES AWAY, WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE OUT, WHEN OUR WALLS BECOME OUR SAVIOURS AND WHEN THERE’S NOTHING LEFT BESIDES FEAR, THERE’S ALWAYS HOME.



WHEN THE NOISE FADES AWAY, WHEN THE LIGHTS ARE OUT, WHEN OUR WALLS BECOME OUR SAVIOURS AND WHEN THERE’S NOTHING LEFT BESIDES FEAR, THERE’S ALWAYS HOME.