Understood I'm plain
When I express myself
Suffering when I must censor myself for unknown reasons
Anything wrong in this?
What's the boundary between be real and faithful to your soul
And let things happen how they...
Have to go?
Between free will and destiny?
Feeling time flowing
Perceiving life elapsing
Almost ghostly, blindness follows
Light comes from above
They sit on the branches
Waiting for the wind, endangered
I will want passion, I want love
We are the centre, we came first
Murmur words of fire as we came first
Before everybody, before all
Almost ghostly, blindness follows
Light comes from above
They sit on the branches
Waiting for the wind, endangered
I will want passion, I want love
We are the centre, we came first
Murmur words of fire as we came first
Before everybody, before all
Almost ghostly, almost blur
Forever faithful to our souls
Almost ghostly, almost blur
The light is coming from above
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