Staring at the shiny points, dreamy and distant Blind enough to take something for what it's not Like a frozen sight is the pathway so vague Where questioning minds are easily misled
Maybe was it too shiny for me not to want it? Maybe the sky so close was simply out of reach? Who dares to look away from a dream to start anew When it's so easy to let your passion kill you?
From an image I wish to draw The places unseen free from all From an image I wish to know Where did the memories go
And here I will be, like the last man standing free Running to choose my way before it chooses me Who dares to look away from a dream to start anew When it's so easy to let your passion kill you?
From an image I wish to draw The places unseen free from all From an image I wish to know Where did the memories go