#34 - Teodasia

Wheeling, reeling round and round

Like a spiral turns with no direction

It’s hard to explain how it could make you crawl

Just an endless addiction and no guiding lights

Waiting here in the meanwhile, and it all seems so wrong

Your sight is tainted by deceiving trails — where to drown?

Floating upwards, trying to get you

Uncaging yourself in a bluer light

Can it lead you where you don’t know, can it bloom with you?

Striving, seeking again and again

No time to rest, there’s a brand new intention

And the will to make it right

Wide awake in the meanwhile, when it all falls apart

Got to pick up the threads and start again with new eyes

Floating upwards, trying to get you

Uncaging yourself in a bluer light

Can it lead you where you don’t know (you don’t know)

Can it lead you, and touch you, scent of a sky with sparks at night

Can it lead you and touch you, can it bloom with you?

Can it lead you, and touch you, scent of a sky with sparks at night

Can it lead you and touch you