Lord, I have to get by
Do you recognize
All the things I have to tell you
Like the ship from the ocean
Carrying my body
Ditching out for the shore
But I have to survive
All the things I see
In this cosmic repetition
I'm not falling
I'm only hiding from myself
Taking all my dreams

The wings of the mountain
Rising from your silver stream

Come and take me
Across the dark sky
To awaken my dreams
And I'm looking from the outside
In your world so far within
And these temporary wings
Of my soul

Bringing me down

Lord, I have to survive

To be
All the things I see
In this cosmic repetition

I'm not falling
I'm only hiding from myself
Taking all my dreams















The wings of the mountain
Rising from your silver stream

Come and take me
Across the dark night
To awaken my dreams
When I'm looking
From the outside
In your world
So far within
And these temporary
Wings of my soul
Bringing me down