Every shadow has its shiny side
I'll deal with peace like you told me
I broke the rules of my sanity
Is there anyone but me to save this?
Floating like like a child
Fleeing from the bad bad side
Digging on and on in your stride
Feeling no more sober, It's over me
Moving from layer to layer
Like a cosmic child on a rocket
Playing marbles with weightless rocks
Light and dark are turning abstract
Can't feel any cold or harm
Emptiness is everywhere
This sky has no end
To speak again with my hidden depths
Made me meet unexpected comets
I flirted with my brain's borders, I'm blessed
To finally find the brightness of this tale
Dreaming of a kind of solar storm
Am I only, only made of stone?
Or could I, could I, live something made of gold?