There’s nothing for it sometimes,
But to walk straight and face into it,
Eyes and nose running
from the frigid gale,
Wind pushing back like an indifferent mob
There’s nothing for it sometimes
But to throw your arms wide,
and push back
Looking to the joy of coming home
......
You, monster in my heart,
heartless creature from the abyss,
Your hideous figure haunts my soul,
Lurking In the shadows of my dreams,
just like a ghoul,
I feel your sight stalking me in the night,
I try to hide
in the sweet embrace of purple skies,
But your aura sticks
......
A little boy with a vivid mind on top of a tree
Feeling the breeze of growth
At a second, he panickes and falls down in a cozy grass itching out the stubborness
He gets up and cry out loud like a wailing whale
Which got in the mistery of pain
The boy gathers it's strength to climb up the mountain again with its branches and again falls but rests in peace
A little boy with a vivid mind on top of a tree
Feeling the breeze of growth
At a second, he panickes and falls down in a cozy grass itching out the stubborness
He gets up and cry out loud like a wailing whale
Which got in the mistery of pain
The boy gathers it's strength to climb up the mountain again with its branches and again falls but rests in peace
There’s nothing for it sometimes,
But to walk straight and face into it,
Eyes and nose running
from the frigid gale,
Wind pushing back like an indifferent mob
There’s nothing for it sometimes
But to throw your arms wide,
and push back
Looking to the joy of coming home
......
You, monster in my heart,
heartless creature from the abyss,
Your hideous figure haunts my soul,
Lurking In the shadows of my dreams,
just like a ghoul,
I feel your sight stalking me in the night,
I try to hide
in the sweet embrace of purple skies,
But your aura sticks
......