Текст: Anekdoten. Other. Harvest.

I've drunk my fill, sunk my will
Bored myself with talk
End the dreaming
Time for seeing life as real as now

Syncronized in sharp focus, tuned with space and time
Led by instinct and emotion, ruled by heart and mind

Taking it all in
For each breath I give I'm closing in

The path that leads you back is there all the time
No doors have been shut to keep you outside
Benevolent skies will lead the way
On from yesterday

Losing our sight of the goal
We run around in our mazes alone
We run...
The treadmill is spinning around

Taking it all in
For each breath I give I'm closing in

I know I fail to see you as I should
I scrabble on blind, but want to do good
Fearing the fears that hold the door
Love is the key to all