Come and lay
Along the sea
Surrounded by the presence
Of an old lady
That we use to call,
Breeze
But I prefer to say
Life is this walk,
Where a man always wanders
And where he goes...
Each attempt to see.
Through the mist of these nightmares
Yes, when we try to clean, again
Better
All along
There is a distance landscape
That pa**ion cannot blur
Powerfull illusion,
Raised by the dawn of a million suns
Life is this long walk,
Where a man always wanders
Where he grows and where he goes
Drift into the echo of a decent...
Life is this long walk,
Where a man always wanders
Where he grows and where he goes
Drift into the echo of a decent lover
Come and lay
Along the sea
Surrounded by the presence of your mother
That one day,
Was everything
And so far mind can descend
A white light illuminates
In a place you'll never see
Another feeling of disgrace
Admitting the defeat
By words...
By words came from nothing