Throughout all divisions of concepts That build fake images of paths to your ideals You'll find mere disappointment It's not the manner, it's the form of the starting point That keeps the flower from it's beauty Close your eyes and try to see what's real what's present Dream awake through seas of color
Further and further You're running in circles The end is only visible from a distance Take a breath and realize Tomorrow's just a guess More of Nothing
Throughout all divisions of concepts That build fake images of paths to your ideals You'll find mere disappointment It's not the manner, it's the form of the starting point That keeps the flower from it's beauty Close your eyes and try to see what's real what's present Dream awake through seas of color
Virtual paint models boundless shapes to fill your eyes Original perception confined to this From moment to moment, from flash to flash Regain your confidence in life as such
Dissolve in the stream Acquiesce in it, relieved from desire You'll feel the presence of it's warmth It was always there, it's in your heart It's in your heart
Further and further You're running in circles The end is only visible from a distance Take a breath and realise Tomorrow's just a guess at More of NothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
