stuck in the cage, counting days running by
postponing answers asked for a long time ago
to prevent you from listening to
innocent sounds of the you
break apart, what used to be you
and cut the strings one by one, to get loose
once you’re feeling the fall close your eyes and hear
innocent sounds of the you
on your way to the light, wait for the sight, you are calling
during the day or the night, steady inside, you are falling
on your way to the light, wait for the sight, you are calling
during the day or the night, steady inside, you are falling
memories bind faith and will to the ground
countless scenes in your head, a slide show
unable to proceed and perceive
innocent sounds of the you
break apart, what keeps your mind ensnared
and burst the bonds one by one, to get loose
once you’re feeling the fall close your eyes and hear
innocent sounds of the you
whose embrace might seem unseemly odd
whose first steps might seem not those of a man
unfolding sights take your breath when you dare
to open your eyes once again
on your way to the light, wait for the sight, you are calling
during the day or the night, steady inside, you are falling
on your way to the light, wait for the sight, you are calling
during the day or the night, steady inside, you are falling
sorting out the seasons I’ve been trying to turn my head away
ripping of the souvenirs contained in my brain that make me stay
sorting out the seasons well I’ve been trying to turn away
ripping of the souvenirs contained in my brain that make me stay
so listen careful to those which are true
innocent sounds of the you
innocent sounds of the you
innocent sounds of the you
innocent sounds of the you
© Daidalon
