Creeping pathways quite unheard of Trees bend overhead Conceal my approach Following footsteps raised above the ground If I'm left then I am lost Unknown country
Taking breakfast in the field When the whole world fades away Make believe we are the only Souls left on this earth Take our pickings take our worth Till it all becomes hazy
Never been here quite like this before Reborn revelations A solitary host Stars they shine down and do blind me Theres a few I recognise In their obscurity
Taking breakfast in the field When the whole world fades away Make believe we are the only Souls left on this earth Take our pickings take our worth Till it all becomes hazy
Promised invitations soothe the soul Compose the storm Deceive all emotions In this make believe delusional eggshell So soon drawn away So seldom found again
Taking breakfast in the field When the whole world fades away Make believe we are the only Souls left on this earth Take our pickings take our worth Till it all becomes hazy