Came in this morning high on a bird's wing. Quite open minded but still quite aware. Followed the sunrise right through from dawning. Picking out landmarks that said I was there.
Standing by my window, breathing summer breeze. Saw a figure floating, 'neath the willow tree. Asked us if we were happy, we said we didn't know. Took us by the hands and up we go.
Solar winds are blowing. Neutron star controlling. All is lost, doomed and tossed, at what cost forever. . Meteors fly around me. Comets die, and then they.
I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart. . Messenger of death wields the scythe.
[Judas Priest Cover]. . Standing by my window, breathing summer breeze. Saw a figure floating, 'neath the willow tree. Asked us if we were happy, we said we didn't know.