Here lies the formless world we´re living in Gravity is finally giving in Bad dreams appear to me as cloudy haze To lose sight of you is to disengage High altitudes and still upward we go I was never meant to lead but to follow We are Like a double shining shooting star Unheard-of things in earthly radar One day I could speed up and soar too high A dying star would light the sky Sometimes I cannot help but wonder why Are there no stronger winds for me to ride But to lose sight of you is to disengage Arrogance would be my last disgrace