Dawning (WAYD)

Sequences of fear, intersected lines The exiled thoughts, my feelings survive This is the dawning of my dreams Here comes the sunset of our fears So different but still alive My weeks are covering the months Iґve put my dreams into mouth And the body controls the mind The windows of their wisdom Are full of suicides Seven chicks & sixty smiles Your ignorance to be satisfied Ask to swallow, smell to fake Join the silence or stay away Sequences of fear... This is the dawning... When youґre stuck in the moment When youґre dead man alive Just try to remember All your last goodbyes As the age swallows your breath When the doors are closed just get away Donґt let your stare cut into half When life is calling your name So different... The windows of their wisdom... Ask to swallow, smell to fake Join the silence or stay away