If my creations are needs
Then what is more to create?
If everything at me feet
Is floating over my head
How can I know where I am?
If every thought was a dream
And every dream was in vain
I don’t want to know what I gotta show
Just to breathe the air
I don’t even want to say this...
I wanna get away
I wanna get away
I have a word with no name
And verses no one will say
Strange illusions that fit my unexplainable faith
But they don’t work anyway
I have a voice that tells me....some things..
Some things I can’t understand
Things that could be right, things that could be wrong
Things that could not win
I don’t even want to say this...
I wanna get away
I wanna get away
If every thought was a dream
And every dream was all in vain
I don’t want to say this...
I wanna get away
I wanna get away