Blood FlowI'm so tired, I've hired my entire empire to wash away reality
With wishes and brutality
And gigantic jumping dreams.
And the red colour army flow so strong
Through my weak body
Paralyzing my limbs, trapping my head in itself.
Don't follow logic, follow your blood flow
Follow the wind and the rivers
Follow your eye movements.
I follow my rapid eye movements
But only with eyes which have been closed
Sometimes I desire to open them up,
To move my eyes rapidly along the waking life in front of me
To be awake and running through reality
Faster than my blood can flow.
NemoNemo, your dreams are nobody else's.
Nobody. Your dreams they cry in the night.
The wolf doesn't howl at the moon for any purpose,
but to thank it for it's guiding light.
Nemo, won't you collect your dreams
and scatter them high in the nighttime sky.
Then lonely wolves can have a brighter object
that shines, upon which they can cry.
Nemo, you can see colour in your mind,
colour that shines without any light
that dances around at the darkest of times
and leaves a hope in the dead of night.
Nemo, those colours are nobody else's,
but the lone wolf needs them too.
So dream forever with the moon above
and your never ending dreams will sing for you.
forever hereI'm here right now, "but you can't be here forever"
It feels like I will be here forever
and in certain circles of space I will
time is never ending
I am here forever in the space above my pillow-
I am here forever in the winds that blow
I breathe the cold air into me
I can feel it there, forever flow.
Here in the middle of the street
in the middle of the night and light
I find another forever space
and in the morning moments
and in the afternoon
we are always there in the middle of the street
there when its empty, and there when the cars pass through.