Confession

I watch you all... I feel your passions
I lose myself in your yearnings
Birds of exotic essence fly in the core of your eye
Yet... we don't understand each other`s song

The light is always pale
For the one who denies to fail
We all cry in a favor of two dry joyful eyes

We are all just drifting dust after a scar engraved past
Images nailed so deep into my heart
Of bravest men following fate's funeral march

Everything is floating

It`s floating

It's always the fear of the prey
It's always the Impatience for May
It's always the longing for a wave
It's always the shattering of a day
But cares me you all, I never meant for thing to be as I say

I don't want to cry for you
I want to run free with you