Come with me
to this mystic place
where magic happens
that you can almost
taste.
Into the land of mist
and the land of fields
forged in velvet
and fire,
Come with me
to this place
There are things she does
I don\'t even know
what they mean,
Like her secret e-mail address
\"ultramarine\"(@james.dean)
Where inside she wears
dresses and sunglasses
unseen by the eye of
I need the mood to go become myself
in the wilderness.
I need flowers, red flowers, rings
and the other unseen things;
Freedom of despair
the hugging of the tree and the kiss
of the untamed
Oh, I can see you\'re afraid.
Don\'t...
one last kiss. freedom awaits,
the gates won\'t lay open for long...
Look !
we\'re alone,
so alone, the sunrise seems
by the shadow of our hour,
We spoke in my dreams
in the ancient tongue
of the bear,
and we hidden from the storm
and from the water stream
inside the hydra\'s lair,
and we ate from the apple
guarded by the snake,
and
18 years...
does anything change
or is it all just the same,
Can we find something new
to break away from our fears
or is it all just a continual
chain of disappointments...
I bleed
AD