When hopelessness creeps into you mind,
When the weary spirit doesn't know where to turn first
Up to the surface rises whatever I've loved
Though air-tightly locked against the outer world
I'm full of illusions, I don't realize the time I spent with searching ....
In the pace of the tide going to and fro
I am the blind without a stick and black glasses
All around seems vain and foolish
When the waves grow and the wind keeps wailing
On the wings of a seagull setting me free.
In the rush of surreal sensation I fly higher
I may even touch the glow of stars painlessly
I'll be forced to carry my cross again
Though its weight is intangible 'cause I know
All bad turns out good on the way to innocence.
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When hopelessness creeps into you mind,
When the weary spirit doesn't know where to turn first
Up to the surface rises whatever I've loved
Though air-tightly locked against the outer world
I'm full of illusions, I don't realize the time I spent with searching ....
In the pace of the tide going to and fro
I am the blind without a stick and black glasses
All around seems vain and foolish
When the waves grow and the wind keeps wailing
On the wings of a seagull setting me free.
In the rush of surreal sensation I fly higher
I may even touch the glow of stars painlessly
I'll be forced to carry my cross again
Though its weight is intangible 'cause I know
All bad turns out good on the way to innocence.
When the weary spirit doesn't know where to turn first
Up to the surface rises whatever I've loved
Though air-tightly locked against the outer world
I'm full of illusions, I don't realize the time I spent with searching ....
In the pace of the tide going to and fro
I am the blind without a stick and black glasses
All around seems vain and foolish
When the waves grow and the wind keeps wailing
On the wings of a seagull setting me free.
In the rush of surreal sensation I fly higher
I may even touch the glow of stars painlessly
I'll be forced to carry my cross again
Though its weight is intangible 'cause I know
All bad turns out good on the way to innocence.