Give me some silence so that I can touch
The undisturbed lucidity of the air
L feel my pulse in my sleep, through dreams that hide within

L open to the images which lazily float in
Each generation has a story to tell
Stripped of our dream we sit down on clouds
And vanish together with the setting Sun

Fading among the letters written to the past
We wander and weave our nights together with
Mornings
Thoughts strain to hear the voice of life unfulfilled

The drama of evenings and nights when the we only dream of leaving
Deep in the shadow the fear of the invisible appears
Silence arrives next and sits between us
Once again light crumbles in our hands
Misfortune makes stronger memories than bliss

Space crushes us down, grabs us and chokes us
Sweet dream of satisfaction haunts us no more
We awake full of fears that all we built
Soon will fall apart again

But the song never dies with the man
Absorbing light we become light ourselves