All that shines through the clouds ain't the sun,
the skys' just a cover, for the birds to roll.
All that you think and feel is not all that is there,
between the start and end of a blink, its a new world there.

take it all on your stride,
because the other way the hill goes falling down.
The guitar riffs shall push you on and on,
but then its the fingers that bleeds, making the tune.

A shout in the far away horizons,
breaks the hazy morning sleep.
the rusted wings take to the skies,
the heart beats a thousand drums that lay asleep.

The moment shall run away soon before it begins,
the seconds of today fade fast into the past.
the dreams take birth and die in the blink of any eye,
faith is a loony tune, to be whistled along the path of life;
all time shall freeze in our head,
as the heart beats a dying rhyme.

Let the ground beneath you sink you in,
its the mold that you are that makes you live.
Chasing fake dreams and wooden people,
its the song within that keeps you alive.


the million different faces that stare at you,
in the crowded streets, all walking alone.
Its the memories of a laughter holds the life within,
A million dreams that you make and see,
its only the mold that keeps you going on.

In the land of dreams,
Do you find yourself hiding in the shadows?
Is the pain that pulls you down worth living for?
does the sun burn you when you dance among the rainbows?

does the birds that sings to you know you're dead?
does the looking glass glare at you with the images of the past?
when you fall, do you feel the wind besides you?
howling a sweet goodbye,
the fire shall embrace you in its arms.

the slow wind on the grave,
shall sing my life beneath the staring stars.
a beautiful lie that holds together the pieces of my life,
the drizzle keeps the skin alive.

the faith burns the inside of me,
the stars in the night smile along their light,
a beautiful dream that sees me live through.
broken strings of a falling life,
I lay smiling as i put together the pieces of a broken lie.

Lifes' a walk on a one way street,
no looking back, no turn arounds.
taking on the hits as they come, you walk all alone;
into the shades of the day and night,
between the light and the demons in the shadows,
you walk all alone.

The angels and the pagan gods let you on,
smiling at your rise and despair alike.
no stone , no star to lead you on,
blown by the wind, on your path;
you will walk untill your dreams burn you down.