Tekster: Light This City. Facing The Thousand. Fear Of Heights.

At times, when my mind wanders with my feet,
My thoughts reach their destination before my body
Like a recurring dream,
I find myself traveling to lands I thought beyond my reach
So new and different from my actual hideaway
And before I return to that same familiar gate
Words come together magnetically,
Clearing way through the mess of obscurity
The knot of doubts restraining me
They form perfect letters to you in my imagination
And, when finally confessed, grant my release

Bodies bare of pretense, timid and undressed
Do you mean to win me with these praises and offences?
Why ignore me if you profess to adore me?
I didn't think you could stand the sight of me
At least you spoke honestly; my refusal was based on damaged pride,
Not an aversion to your advances

Obsessed with visions of the world, of night in distant places
What lies outside of constancy? Outside of these fences?
Passing the blurry lights, it's not my eyes,
It's the world that's unfocused, distracted
I'm well acquainted with your inelegance and vice
You're still more graceful than the night
That falls in each city with a sprawling indelicacy
I'm straying further from home
From my safe routine; and you're trying to find your own
Can you blame me for inexperience? Just listen, it's all the same

Bodies bare of pretense, timid and undressed
Do you mean to win me with these praises and offences?
Why ignore me if you profess to adore me?

Somehow I've been lifted high above the tops of trees,
From this frightening height,
The buildings seem to be flattened in the streets
I tell myself, "Don't look down,
There's no way to plummet charmingly"
And when I do I know you'll say "What a pity,
She's just not what I expected her to be."
But I can't let my fear of heights get the best of me
As my mind and body journey together in a parallel reality
I realize that if I'm falling, at least I'm free
I never want my feet to take me home