Psiion is waiting
In the valley steps
You want to touch it
But you cannot get
Within the reach of it
Thought your head
Does not cncede to is
Circled by sorrow
In a deeper drea,
You seek the hollows
Of the brightest dream
You take part of it
For yourself
Circle to start with it
Chorus:
Now it's hard to define
The little things that made you mine
And cannot refuse
Your grand design
You push the boundries
Of a diffrent life
Disturbing images connect inside
You follox everything
Searching for
What you know life brings
Your empty promises
Have turned you round
And now you tumble down
Without a sound
You are eternal
In your head
You are etherial
Chorus
