Tekster: Trance Of Mine. Reflections. Blind Side.

[ P. Robert, I. Plant ]

The careless bane was seeking its way
Behold a sworn dream above his thoughts
Dividing feelings with restrained yearning
And moving further in the eyes of the day

From a restless mind where silence fights
Never ending doubts shading the truth
Other words you hide in a cell deep inside
But still crying to ponder your sight

Something steers
Something tries
No one forces down the eyes
Something steers and something tries

Mixed feelings drowned with passion
And single fears surrounded by treason
Like a mature thought
Whispered like a secured sought

The silence replies its shallow invitation
Which dreamy poets name understanding
Throw off the chains of treason
Within thy dismantled mind... begin its ascension

Something steers
Something tries
No one forces down the eyes
Something steers and something tries

Something steers
Something tries
No one forces down the eyes
Something steers and something tries