storms that breed

when you feel strange

in the end of the day

when you're down

eyes spinning' round

like the wheel

how do you try to feel?

no one can truly cure my soul

a desert fool am i still

without the will to greet

the pasture's eyes with my own

in the pale night

when the moon changes you

makes you blind

don't think twice

let the phase pass over again

no one can truly hear me then

a broken rope

a desert's sign

i've flown too high

let me sleep now

that i've been to the bottom and up

i've finally spilled up cup

now i'm thin watch me spread everywhere

no one can put me back in there

in there i left this world

a roamin' far with no star

and i will go unto

when the sky takes my own key

i fair thee all well

don't miss me

i am on the otherside

i'm still free