Unaware

(albüm: Writing Of Blues And Yellows - 2016)

Soft are your hands on the weight of the world
Making your mark with your delicate touch
Pulling me in, pulling me in
Pulling me in with your natural charm

It's not air that you're breathing
It's the truth you inhale
Stretching out, testing reaches like that endless open rail
It's not air that you're breathing
It's the truth you inhale

You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down
But I'll be, I'll be watching over all you see

Mind is so clouded and covered in smoke
What isn't mine is starting to choke
You're just a fly, you'll be flying too close
Keep holding on but you're wanting to be wild

And it's true 'bout what they say
When you're young and unaware
But the mind can still go forward of what lies elsewhere
And it's true 'bout what they say
When you're young and unaware

You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down
But I'll be, I'll be watching over all you see
You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down
But I'll be, I'll be watching over all you see