The fact that I have buried and have put to sleep, I want to set free The reflection that I have deformed and paralyzed, I want to awaken I look in disdain, at my hurt and weathered truth Banging on the tightly closed door
The written and erased traces remain Like the dust, lies fly in the air
Obscure blue moon shine tells me nothing Our screams are never heard right – just when I go – left – I’m just being played Still praying for peace, resonance – where is it? Our dawn is so far away…
Always hungry for setting attack Always at the mercy of honor and justification
Words for dime a dozen, overflowing You gotta look hard, through the fog
In a world full of narrow paths, you get nothing by running around We cry again tonight, are we just gonna watch ourselves fall? Can’t really see the truth of the waxing and waning of the moon It’s too soon to cry, so weave your wise intentions together if what you want is good faith Hone your intuition
Ai… nobody cares Ai… nobody’s mature Ai… everybody’s selfish I… and so am I
Obscure blue moon shine tells me nothing Our screams are never heard but – maybe someday we can walk side by side Still praying for peace, resonance is the divine call – but that’s beyond the night…