Lying In Wait (Depressive Age)

There is a new time There is a door The door is open to a floor A lot of times A lot of thoughts A long long way There is no end of doors Go here! And there's a new room filled up with surprises Lay down your body in mother's air The wind will drift you anywhere Lay down your body and feel a bed But not these thrills to make you really mad Believe it! You cannot steer, the wind takes care of you Believe it! There is a new time There is a floor And doors are wide open to new thoughts Souls want to know what's out of sight in this palace called life