It took me beyond the truth
And pushed me further into a void
Actually you're taking refuge in your imagination
Here and now a rupture grows through each day
Unwilling flows
Than in lustre of season
Piles, away every whistle
Here and now the rupture shows again
Through which the almond grows
There is unrest beside some sides and
Certainly searching for a meaning
Clouds as they've floating past in the present
As much more thoughts part in the present days
Oh, keep calling... me,
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling... my name
Oh, keep calling
Come and see me falling
Foolishly following your mind
Come and see me falling
Falling into your mind
Wait for me, wait for me...
