I am scared to breathe your name
whenever we dissolve to blame:
but one day we will learn to fly
back to treasureland
Somewhere someone investigates
we appeal to our experience;
this inner worth is inner war
we're longing for colors
as if we'd starve
Still in perigee
still in liberty
Still in reach
still in me
Oh so red the cage
the seizure
is my guard
and leader
never I have been
in such a warmth
before
Oh so silent sleeps
the planet
healers,
are you near
I need another vision
I can trust
and feed
We are the dead
dead ringers
we are in search
of our birth