lyrics
You sip the glass of blue
Read that it’s a sign
Placed right in front of you
Monolith squat white
Infinite number of
All the sharpest tools
Memories to be dressed
Just right for you
One shadow of a doubt
Here I meditate
Don’t set foot on this ground
Wait for my escape
I... wouldn't blink of it
You... know it can be done
Sorry... I kept on hoping
to find a fool for once
Preacher’s voice thundering
Down my morning daze
I feel it shaking through
Stony crusts of clay
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from
Mozaïque,
released 30 September 2011
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