Towards The Oldest Silence
(Indisponível)
Years ago I saw a waveless ocean
Far and great, beyond everything I knew
Nights were glowing, the days too long
For a young man's dreamland and his fancy-song
We lay together on summer-meadow islands
Amazing eyes turned towards the oldest silence
We tried to catch a glimpse of our past
Our primal sea, so deep and vast
All I know, a black hole's coming closer
Hold me on, I fear the nightmare's drowning me
If I dreamed of my most precious moment
I would point at the sparkling waveless ocean
All I know, a black hole's coming closer
Hold me on, I fear the nightmare's drowning hand
All I knew, a fever burned within me
Hold me on, I hope it never comes again
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