Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
A strange sense of peace upon you,
Where is your place in history?
Assess your existence,
Time grinds forwards,
Are you being left behind,
......
The separation between land and sky,
Waves and clouds,
Mountains and wind,
trees and birds.
The horizon can never be reached,
A separation that will never be grasped.
What is seen is what is known,
The question’s beyond the line.
......
The separation between land and sky,
Waves and clouds,
Mountains and wind,
trees and birds.
The horizon can never be reached,
A separation that will never be grasped.
What is seen is what is known,
The question’s beyond the line.
......
Hollow knocking,
Skies that blur,
Calling for your attention,
Time to wake up.
A strange sense of peace upon you,
Where is your place in history?
Assess your existence,
Time grinds forwards,
Are you being left behind,
......