Lying facing the stars from below
Dive, nose up towards restless souls
Do you blame the man I am?
For the frail hopes that I've sown
Dewy meadows I walk alone
Looks like it's made for me the fall
Dewy meadows it's not my call
It's not for me the bell that tolls
Bear with me now I have to learn
Lend me your light along the road
Clean sensation of being a fraud
Walking failure as I always thought
But I can read the signs
It's my mind
My own flying circus returns
But I can read the signs
It's my mind
That screws up all
Same direction, it's where the wind blows
Warm sensation of being something more
I better hold on tight
It's my mind
I'm done with this kind of shitshow
I better hold on tight
Now it's time
I know I can go all the way
Bear with me now, I have to learn
Lend me your light along the road, my own road
Watch them burn and then glide playing tag in the sky and you try to make sense of this tireless dance
