Heathaze Testo

No cloud, a sleepy calmSunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breezeAnd trees with rustling leavesOnly endless days without a careNothing must be doneSilent as a day can beFar off sounds of others on their chosen runAs they do all those things they feel give life some meaningEven if they're dullTime to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real worldAs revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphereThe trees and I are shaken by the same winds but whereasThe trees will lose their withered leavesI just can't seem to let them looseAnd they can't refresh me those hot winds of the southFeel like an alien, a stranger in an alien placeNow the light id fading fastChances slip away, a time will come to passWhen there'll be noneThen addicted to a perfumed poisonBetrayed by its aftertasteWe shall lose the wonder and find nothing in returnMany are the substitutes but they're powerless an their ownBeware the fisherman who's casting out his lineInto a dried up river bedBut don't try to tell him cos he won't believe youThrow some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that wayFeel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place