Feeling so suddenly pure
I could reach higher mountains now
You live thinghs trough you body and mind,
Your soul is your mean to be
Anything would disappear
Or emerge from hidden places of reality
All things seem hancing
Suspended in the air
The wind blow like a light breath,
Toughts become real
The wind blows like a light breath,
And everything seems real
You'll look for explanations all life long
Searching the sources of beauty
Wondering on universe laws
And secrets of Nature's perfection
Anything would disappear
Or emerge from hidden places of reality
All things seem hanging
Suspended in the air
The wind blow like a light breath,
Toughts become real
The wind blows like a light breath,
And everything gets real
As they're strong enough now,
Toughts become real
As they' re strong enough now
Everything gets real
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