Waves paint and flood my days
Resembling that cyclic motion I canʼt run from
Heading towards me
The dreadnaught wheel is taking speed
Its noise is a long nail trough my ears
The bedlam that thoughts make when obsession takes over
Breathing suddenly feels like crawling in the mud
I cannot help but stare at the dark veil of time passing by
Retracing my steps has the bitter taste of yarrow
But holding its leaf against the eye will give a second sight
The mind opens to ancient landscapes I recognize
Peeking down from the cliff
I salute golden eagle flying below
May it bring the message Iʼm waiting for
Silence but not isolation
Silence as a humming presence
Connecting souls as Redwood roots
Lost teachings are what nightmares are made of
I seek for them in the darkest corners of my being
Iʼll forge them in fire like blades
Iʼll press them on my skin
Iʼll write my new name with those marks
To forgive and walk away.
Howling Sycamore - Second Sight Lyrics
Howling Sycamore - Second Sight Lyrics
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Waves paint and flood my days
Resembling that cyclic motion I canʼt run from
Heading towards me
The dreadnaught wheel is taking speed
Its noise is a long nail trough my ears
The bedlam that thoughts make when obsession takes over
Breathing suddenly feels like crawling in the mud
I cannot help but stare at the dark veil of time passing by
Retracing my steps has the bitter taste of yarrow
But holding its leaf against the eye will give a second sight
The mind opens to ancient landscapes I recognize
Peeking down from the cliff
I salute golden eagle flying below
May it bring the message Iʼm waiting for
Silence but not isolation
Silence as a humming presence
Connecting souls as Redwood roots
Lost teachings are what nightmares are made of
I seek for them in the darkest corners of my being
Iʼll forge them in fire like blades
Iʼll press them on my skin
Iʼll write my new name with those marks
To forgive and walk away.
Resembling that cyclic motion I canʼt run from
Heading towards me
The dreadnaught wheel is taking speed
Its noise is a long nail trough my ears
The bedlam that thoughts make when obsession takes over
Breathing suddenly feels like crawling in the mud
I cannot help but stare at the dark veil of time passing by
Retracing my steps has the bitter taste of yarrow
But holding its leaf against the eye will give a second sight
The mind opens to ancient landscapes I recognize
Peeking down from the cliff
I salute golden eagle flying below
May it bring the message Iʼm waiting for
Silence but not isolation
Silence as a humming presence
Connecting souls as Redwood roots
Lost teachings are what nightmares are made of
I seek for them in the darkest corners of my being
Iʼll forge them in fire like blades
Iʼll press them on my skin
Iʼll write my new name with those marks
To forgive and walk away.
Writer: David Tiso
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Solutions Corp, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico