Thoughts rest on a pillow mind
Scanning searching learning
Riding sines through old extended times
Looking for their creative youth
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Lies in hooded cloaks urge for their cline
Making the shadow blind
Ignore the journey, all mud in path
The rest of the sun is about to hide
Let the waves invite you to their truth
Flaming revolutions come to birth
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Rest your head in the just sea
She carries rules to keep her safe
Lives by touching the dirt
Needed like a breath
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It's the beauty of the man to float from shore to shore
Connect, expand, understand
Mending his seat amongst the elders
Who brought balance to this earth
A collection made to explode into vibrations
Pierces his body to give life
He seeks for sadness to free his nerves
Drinking her deadly to remain sober
He seeks for sadness to free his nerves
Drinking her deadly to remain sober
It's the sickness of the man to feed the sea with men
Taking off parts of his existence
Pointing to the wrong direction
Clashing with the old
It's the sickness of the man to feed the sea with men
Taking off parts of his existence
Pointing to the wrong direction
Clashing with the old
Let the waves invite you to their truth
Flaming revolutions come to birth
Incident emotions collect the dirt
To indulge creation coming from the earth