Vanishing Point
Wind
Waiting for an illuminous dream
to light the darkest day
Confusing situations distract
the words I have to say
Paralysed by a vision blinded
in it's quest to see me fall
Empty rooms filled with moving shadows
that gently grace the wall
Taken away lost in the eyes of tranquliity
Moving closer to the Vanishing Point
Visions and memories I now call my own
The meaning of life is still, still left unknown
Wind
Waiting for an illuminous dream
to light the darkest day
Confusing situations distract
the words I have to say
Paralysed by a vision blinded
in it's quest to see me fall
Empty rooms filled with moving shadows
that gently grace the wall
Taken away lost in the eyes of tranquliity
Moving closer to the Vanishing Point
Visions and memories I now call my own
The meaning of life is still, still left unknown