amble far from time along your ancestor‘s bloodline they‘re no‘n but hundred colored lights they show no path - you are alone in resting foresight you‘re scared of your father‘s nightmare the wheels of time keep spinnin‘ son and dusk catches dawn waiting for the night when the last light has gone I just put myself to sleep to wake up again and waste the day we rush in torrents to the core to push the wheels a little more a billion shades haunt me in this cave and I feel alone everyone blindly swam after the firstborn flow but I resist instead and close my eyes to return home too narrow-minded to watch my footsteps tumble and fall into a black hole - but I rewind