| Floral field, you spoke my name
|
| Emerging to the surface from a darkened strain
|
| Swiftly floating up, separating from myself
|
| Disconnected, drifting on my own
|
| If I stop for a second, I can hear it say
|
| «The light within was always bright in me»
|
| Treading safely, resting closed away
|
| Show me clarity, reveal
|
| Moments that could heal the pain
|
| Falling under what I feel
|
| Embracing escape, never let it slip away
|
| Taking over, you let it slip away
|
| Falling under what I feel
|
| Taking over
|
| Maybe time will tell what’s real in this
|
| Never to enter the void again
|
| So devouring
|
| Can I tell if this is real or should I face reality?
|
| Never cease to be
|
| Something inside is rising, I feel it taking over me
|
| A gentle breeze illuminates
|
| «The light within was always bright in me»
|
| Shine in the darkness when I can’t see
|
| Show me clarity, reveal
|
| Moments that could heal the pain
|
| Falling under what I feel
|
| Embracing escape, never let it slip away
|
| Taking over, you let it slip away
|
| Falling under what I feel
|
| Taking over, you let it slip away
|
| Maybe time will tell what’s real in this |