Black falls around Eyes slowly can not see Paralysed by own mind Dancing around with things from the head Truth may come in such simple words
Clear as the depth in women's heart There is something naïve inside I see the water it is ocean that Seems to be everything My desire is to give a thing that I cannot give Sometimes I die Somewhere else where it's nice
Raise again for the strength of memories It's a vision for all those Who know what is hidden in dreams
It's a reward for being so strong always when our acts and words hurt like bullets