I'm in the age of children feeding sphinxes and shrews,
not seeing it
I'm proud to whisper,
the licks and thorns are coming out,
not feeling it
The forest falling,
the mining's softening it now, not seeing it
The great faith pain,
so much is softening it now,
not seeing it
I believe that I'll die,
when the same dream of dying,
I believe that I saw something not overshadowing
I'm your life,
tar figs,
left from the dream age,
I'm lost in the dream
I can see it,
the floating colors,
missing truth,
not feeling it
I know,
the whisper,
shouldn't just swim in oceans deep,
not feeling it
The thorns changing,
the voice of an alien heart,
not seeing it The great faith pain,
so much is softening it now,
not seeing it
I believe that I'll die,
when the same dream of choking,
I
believe that I saw something not overshadowing
I'm your life, tar figs,
left from the dream age,
I'm lost in the dream
Taken travelers,
through jungles of their own,
from cities so far gone by moonlight
Taken some of them,
dancing with ghosts who drown,
drink up and let your soul out open
Open now!
Open now!
I'm your life,
sunken dreams of sorrow,
my soul!
I'm your life,
sunken dreams
of sorrow, my soul!
Tar figs, left from the dream age,
I'm lost in the dream