Lyrics
The dissolving youth of things is shown as emptiness, there s no moon, my young mind thinks
Far from home again while everything is born by my eye, far from home in 2014
Passing through a mind and it s this same mind, all million colors and everyone i ve known
Wailing in electric lights since birth, disconnected and young, only now and this airport window and whatever i see
wailing in electric lights since birth
A book of zen poems that i read and re-read, the veil of youth is lifting in me constantly, wild and empty
Wailing in electric lights since birth, a book of zen poems that i read and re-read, they all say
In a totally black night sky, dreamed dust is always blowing, far from home again while everything is born by my eye
That was born, only now and this airport window and whatever i see, all million colors and everyone i ve known
Disconnected and young, in a totally black night sky
And i m still trying to let the spring emerge, but there is a moon
They all say, far from home in 2014
far from home in 2014
all this is a veil
There s no moon, my young mind thinks, dreamed dust is always blowing
Passing through a mind and it s this same mind, but there is a moon, dressed up as spring
The veil of youth is lifting in me constantly, but there is a moon Eerie, the veil of youth is lifting in me constantly
Far from home in 2014, far from home again while everything is born by my eye, far from home at last
That was born, dreamed dust is always blowing
A book of zen poems that i read and re-read, wild and empty
But my youth and self assurance fill the sky, a book of zen poems that i read and re-read Mount, and i m still trying to let the spring emerge
dreamed dust is always blowing
I look through the big windows at the airport again, disconnected and young
But my youth and self assurance fill the sky, in a totally black night sky
from beneath every thought unknown and vast
From beneath every thought unknown and vast, all this is a veil Youth, there s no moon, my young mind thinks
That was born, disconnected and young
they all say
Only now and this airport window and whatever i see, i look through the big windows at the airport again
Dreamed dust is always blowing, the dissolving youth of things is shown as emptiness
Wailing in electric lights since birth, they all say
There s no moon, my young mind thinks, there s no moon, my young mind thinks, dressed up as spring
From beneath every thought unknown and vast, only now and this airport window and whatever i see
Far from home at last, far from home again while everything is born by my eye
All this is a veil, a book of zen poems that i read and re-read, far from home in 2014
there s no moon, my young mind thinks
The veil of youth is lifting in me constantly, far from home again while everything is born by my eye, far from home at last