| Song | Air |
| Artist | Abbie Gale |
| Album | 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The days are heavy the hours a lot to bear | |
| In Europe there’s fresh air | |
| Or is it long past gone | |
| For the air is something everybody needs | |
| But no one ever cared | |
| Dor me the way you did | |
| Give me the air, give me the wings | |
| To fly away | |
| The war has started two thousand years ago | |
| And Jesus still gets nailed | |
| To the cross that everyone builds | |
| This cross is the field of your sickness | |
| His boredom | |
| Her fears | |
| And my sins | |
| And our last chance | |
| To not fear | |
| Do not fear |
| The days are heavy the hours a lot to bear | |
| In Europe there' s fresh air | |
| Or is it long past gone | |
| For the air is something everybody needs | |
| But no one ever cared | |
| Dor me the way you did | |
| Give me the air, give me the wings | |
| To fly away | |
| The war has started two thousand years ago | |
| And Jesus still gets nailed | |
| To the cross that everyone builds | |
| This cross is the field of your sickness | |
| His boredom | |
| Her fears | |
| And my sins | |
| And our last chance | |
| To not fear | |
| Do not fear |
| The days are heavy the hours a lot to bear | |
| In Europe there' s fresh air | |
| Or is it long past gone | |
| For the air is something everybody needs | |
| But no one ever cared | |
| Dor me the way you did | |
| Give me the air, give me the wings | |
| To fly away | |
| The war has started two thousand years ago | |
| And Jesus still gets nailed | |
| To the cross that everyone builds | |
| This cross is the field of your sickness | |
| His boredom | |
| Her fears | |
| And my sins | |
| And our last chance | |
| To not fear | |
| Do not fear |