Sequential rhythmic breathing, under the moon
I stand in front of you, once again..
I owe you my velvet blackness.
This is all I have left in me – my inner breath
So as a tree, I rise and steal your colors
You have to shine all over me again,
You owe me, after all.
My world is upside down
silence in the face of the Sun
silence in my heart.
silence is what i get
silence is what you are..
..cause if i speak up, the moon will come
and you will travel around, alone, in the dark
All I need is a compass to show me the way
Restart, BEcause something went, horribly, wrong
Mountains are gods and goddesses, you know…