Dance Of The Waves - Soul Secret

Seasons cry with my tears
Purify my destiny
Like a flower in his space
I caress your mighty hand
Memories of fading friends
In the water prisoners
Wisdom calls me through the ages
Of desires burning twisting my mind
Fallen in a sea of pain
Creeping demons in disguise
Trapped in waters still reminding
A lost paradise
Brighter than the sun
Brighter than his light
Came from a window a desire
From an outer space
From a foreign grace
And created by the river Mind
The mind makes some motion to ride
To a constellation so far
To fly with the angels through time
And space in your fragile eyes
And mind makes some motion to ride
To a constellation so far
Holy communion of flying forms of life
Infinite choreographies in the morning sun
Violent sun throw away my broken wings
A Fly's in a web with no choice
Following its destiny
Brighter than the sun
Brighter than his light
Came from a window a desire
From an outer space
From a foreign grace
And created by the river Mind
The mind makes some motion to ride
To a constellation so far
To fly with the angels through time
And space in your fragile eyes
The mind makes some motion to ride
To a constellation so far
To fly with the angels through time
And space in your fragile eyes