I can't see you My vision's gone, but I can fly One step ahead and leave it all behind One step ahead from where I am A little clam in a little shell inside From common sence of human cold From breeding mould and feeding lunasy Where high is high on diging gold I run away from being sold to me
My mind glued to the ceiling Searching sense on an empty floor My body glued to the feeling Holding on behind the door
Don't make my stay Raise your sails in the wind And play
I can't see you The light is out but I can feel I feel the snow that someone wrote my name on I feel the frenches on my skin The raven song I hear is still the same one
My mind glued to the ceiling Searching sense on an empty floor My body glued to the feeling Holding on behind the door My tongue glued to the palate Hopes the wisdom is on the way My will mixed in a salad Soaking in day after day
Don't make my stay Raise your sails in the wind And play
Don't make my stay Raise your sails in the wind And play