Words dance on the pianos when the silence in the mountains sings a song,
Emotions in tune swinging on the strings of the guitars,
When words from the heart are un heard by others,
When words from the heart are un heard by others,
Like an orchestra deep inside the calm mind, dreams fill the hall of my soul,
The split of time seem to stretch from the heavens, long enough to feel the music,
Intruding the pain enthroned, the songs of silence pierce the shouts of cry,
The dark sky, when no longer hold back your presence,
Senses rich and sensitive, feel the very presence of ME...
Far away from the world i see, deep inside the world i feel,
I swing between the two worlds, till the time accepts to make a deal,
How i wish both the worlds were the same, then never would i worry about the imagination's game,
Worlds has forgotten to Laugh and Cry,
What a pity that it replaced them with Money and Pie,
Feel the very presence of YOU in every inch of Life,
That's the principle we were told to follow when we fell from the Heavens,
That's the principle we were told to follow when we fell from the Heavens,
Principles are forgotten, and rules are made,
I swing between the two worlds till my hair turns Grey...
I swing between the two worlds till my hair turns Grey...
After all, the swing ll break one day when the chords grow weird,
But let me tell you something World, I'd have found the Lost Principle by breaking your rules,
As i lay deep inside your heart, forgotten and rotten... But still...
My memories will swing between the worlds till the Time Accepts my deal...
Oh! What a wonder it ll be when the time no longer makes me wait,
The principles i found will be the rules i follow...
That's when i feel the very presence of ME...