Album: Moving Targets
Walking, running, searching for something
Premonitions in my mind
That turn into reality and vague replays
Premonitions in my mind
That turn into reality of future daze
Frightened of something
A feeling just something
Blabber
Do I really feel this weird sensation
Is it only in my brain
Or is it just an image flashing past my eyes
Is it just a trick of light
A brief acquaintance
In this life
Or is he from a memory
Deep inside of me
I wanna know
Déjà vu, déjà who, déjà me
Uncertain of the future I don't want to see
Wonder if you recognise
Remember me?
Who am I, who are you, who are we
Blabber
Do I really feel this weird sensation...