We are born alone and lonely we remain. When we learn to speak, we speak to hear a voice. As the years go by we learn a thousand words. Then we try to talk to curse the silent sky.
I think you are not my friend. I think you're not on my side. I think I was far too blind. I think I made a mistake. . You try to sneak behind my back.
You burn the ground to hold your position. You ran away if I came too close. You kept track of balance and pressure. All the dreams and desires, I want some more.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
I'm in control in this domain. I feel at home inside a maze. It keeps me safe, it keeps me clean. I step aside into the shade. . I'm here to watch, to read the signs.
The muffled beat of music, someone celebrates. It's hunting season urbanised, I wish I could be there. Warmth and laughter, the right amount of danger.
I watch minutes grow to hours, and how seasons builds the ages,. every winter dies in sunlight, only to be born again. and the rainfall feeds the forests while the lightning strikesthe trees.
Behold the beauty that surrounds us. See the wonders we take for granted. Roam the world in all her glory. Sail the seas and climb the mountains. Discover things you never knew.
Twenty years ago I rode by helicopter to the sky. I laughed at gravitation for a moment I was free. They say I never landed you know they may be right.
I find myself inside a church deserted by the priests. As shadows shift from gray to red, I notice theres no floor. Transparent air suspends my weight as if I had no mass.
I find myself inside a church deserted by the priests. As shadows shift from gray to red I notice there's no floor. Transparent air suspends my weight as if I had no mass.
I find myself inside a church deserted by the priests. As shadows shift from gray to red I notice there's no floor. Transparent air suspends my weight as if I had no mass.
Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves. Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out. Marble stained with rust faded paintings on the walls.
Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves. Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out. Marble stained with rust faded paintings on the walls.