'Infatuated by the extensiveness of the universe,
it's easy to forget one of the most complex
enigma's of this world: The human mind, a
universe of its own. "
Open the gates of the past
With the key to our hearts
Dream of the years gone by
Centuries through mankind's eyes
In the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself
Slowly walking, pacing front
See through these blind eyes
Stepping on shadows, touching air
Stones move as I stand still
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don't even know ourselves
Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes
in the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself
For years of space technology
Still we haven ' t learned
Like children we explore
Things we can't yet comprehend
Open the gates of the past
with the key to our hearts
Dream of the years gone by
Carrying our own cross
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don't even know ourselves
Silent, as the sun sets before our eyes
The cruelty of this world persists
The cold wind speaks for our lost
Whispering words, weaving worlds
Her time has come, alas
A man of stone with opened eyes
One stepped out of a dream
With a view held within his mind
The tears for his bride redeem
Watching his world falling apart
Like the dreams in a shallow sleep
Countless are the nights they shared
The mourning in his tears
But morning still has broken
A light in his world of dawn
All beauty turned to rot
His flowers, all are gone
Close the eyes of eternal love
Buries his face in his hands
Her face looks so alive
In the morning sun
But morning still has broken
A light in his world of dawn
All beauty turned to rot
His flowers, all are gone
Dreams are only but illusions
Illusions for one to see
It ' s the visual projection of our inside
And as empty as the heart in me
"The dreamer walks a lonely journey. Through the
sky he flies but with his feet on the ground.
knowing the moon is always with him."
And the dreamer sets his sails...
Avoiding all cliffs and stones
But the dreamer is never alone
Always trying to catch the moon
Sailing on winds of desolation
Horizon ' s my destination
Through tears I see the moon slowly sets
And another attempt has failed. . .
The waves of the see drawn to the moon
Like lovers they meet
Carry the light to a distant unknown
Catch it if you can
Always will there be the stars
Always will there be the moon
Always will there be the rocks
Will I always be alone ?
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