eyes of an angel
look through me like im made of glass
an there is no truth
from my point of view
you're scared of lightning
scared of the dark
asleep when its raining
thank god that im not you
i cant stop feeling this way
i cant stop fooling myself
i cant stop dreaming away
i cant stop losing myself
in this view
eyes, from a distance
provoking me with stares
but theyre all empty
empty in my mind
the streets are crowded
but it never felt this cold
theyre scared of angels
thank god im not their kind
cuz i cant stop feeling this way
i cant stop fooling myself
i cant stop dreaming away
i cant stop losing myself
i dream of angels
but to my surprise
i dream of ghosts
in your eyes
i cant stop (feeling this way)
stop (fooling myself)
i cant stop (dreaming away)
stop (losing myself)
in you
i cant stop feeling this way
i cant stop fooling myself
i cant stop dreaming away
i cant stop losing myself
i cant stop!
wading through the marshes
never looking down
in search of a new horizon
we came to find
theres not such a thin line
between pleasure and pain
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
there are more paths to thread
no things left to be said
in this silent poetry
here words lose all their meaning
here faces are so clear
between pleasure and pain
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
here all facades are cast
got to be, got to be who you are instead
in silent poetry
here all things run blank
are you able to start all over again
and be who you are instead
in search of a new horizon
got to tear all the piles down
in search of destiny
open your eyes and finally see
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
no matter what they say
theres night to separate day from day
no matter what they say (in search of a new horizon)
theres night to separate day from day (got to tear all the piles down)
no matter what they say (in search of destiny)
theres night to separate day from day (open your eyes and finally see)
dare to live
dont spend half of your lifetime just to find
little excuses for your mind
to drift away
every chance that you get
in life nothing comes for free
dont let it all come down
to chance and luck, cuz its not enough
dont let it all come down
to deliverance
wasted years
will haunt you in your colored dreams
to find you hiding from the void inside
that they caused
and never will you get a chance to fill
that gap of regret (so)
dont let it all come down
to chance and luck, cuz its not enough
dont let it all come down
to deliverance
dont let it all come down
to heaven sent, childish romance
dont let it all go down
cuz opportunity is what you might find tonight
hey, dont waste precious time
hey, cuz someday well all find
the reasons for running out of time
dont let it all come down
to chance and luck, cuz its not enough
dont let it all come down
to deliverance
dont let it all come down
to heaven sent, childish romance
dont let it all go down
cuz opportunity is what you might find tonight
is what you might find tonight
the sky above
reserved a spot
just for you
and i feel someday
even if in thousands of days
ill be, ill be there too
just wait
all the time
my dreams stay mine
even if everything else shatters
just wait
im in no hurry
and your star isnt big enough for two
when it all comes around
when it all comes around
when it all comes around
ill be where you are
when it all comes around
and ive steadied my ground
when it all comes around
ill be where you are
when it comes
when it comes around
ocean blue
dreams so true
let me take a dive
and maybe ill learn to
breathe underwater
just give, just give me time
just wait
im in no hurry
and your bubble isnt big enough for two
when it all comes around
when it all comes around
when it all comes around
ill be where you are
when it all comes around
and ive steadied my ground
when it all comes around
ill be where you are
your poetic lifestyle makes me wonder
about the darkness in your eyes
is it the fear
of having the world so near
when it all comes around
when it all comes around
i dont even know
if i want to be where you are
when it all comes around
when it all comes down
im not even sure
if i want to be where you are
where you are
how can a view be crystal clear
when youre looking through broken glass
everyone ran away
but youre still there
how can the damage ever be undone
how can you tell that the west has won
how can you take the blame
without taking the weight
the world is way too much
to carry on your own
you stand here, observating
their castles in the fog
and the vertical freeways
that lead to the sun, the sun, the sun
that lead to the sun
the autumn memories fade
slowly turn into new day
eden awaits, still
rain as a companion
in the land of could have beens
but lost in your dreams
beats never being lost at all, at any time
how can all the gold in the world
ever lead to solace
how can fast cars and caviar
change the whole world for us
how can anything from the outside
ever lead to freedom
she said ill see you at the gates
of my secret eden
youve turned your back now
to the dusty windowpane
everyone changed their faces
but youre still the same
the world is way too much
to carry all alone
theyre hypnotised by the sun, the sun, the sun
hypnotised by the sun
the autumn memories fade
slowly turn into new day
eden awaits, still
rain as a companion
in the land of could have beens
but lost in your dreams
beats never being lost at all, at any time
at any time
all the signs that she didnt get
and all the things that she never said
all the times i was invisible
and all the times she didnt care at all
in the way she called my name - i felt it
in the way silence was not enough
in the way our glances missed eachother
in the way it all came down
not the one
was it ambivalence she felt
time and time and time and time again
or was it me fooling myself
once again
in the way she called my name - i felt it
in the way silence was not enough
in the way our glances missed eachother
in the way it all came down
not the one
you must admit there's something weird
in the way we keep playing this game
we dont settle for the truth
cuz the truth doesnt satisfy
love is like a blindfold
that blocks the obvious
but every once in a while
we stumble upon a true thing in the dark
was it ambivalence she felt
or was it ambivalence i felt
in the way she called my name - i felt it
in the way silence was not enough
in the way our glances missed eachother
in the way it all came down
walk the walk and talk the talk
well, i dont wanna be there
anyone says anything at all
to be like the masses
ive seen too much, i dont care
for anything, anything like that
you lie, you cheat, cover up who you are
try to hide the symptoms of a silent war
and youre proud of who you think you are
who do you think you are?
how would this world be if we said
whatever comes to mind first?
anything, anything at all
not caring about what theyd think
or how youd look in their eyes
say how you feel, anything at all
But you lie, you cheat, cover up who you are
try to hide the symptoms of a silent war
and youre proud of who you think you are
who do you think you are?
so take the blindfold from your eyes
and take that mask from off your face
you cant hide forever behind your facade
i think its time you realize
there are oh so many ways
so take a turn at the roundabout
before you end up driving in circles forever
there are oh so many ways...
look up to the sky
colours start to swirl
feels like im standing right
in the center of this world
i can almost touch the sky
i feel strange, not quite sure why
i can feel so small
in the beauty of it all, of it all
i look up to the sky
thinkin there must be
someone just like me
staring at the same sky as me
feels just like im staring
eternity right in the eye
thinkin in a million years
people would still be staring at the very same sky
and when light slowly fades and nighttime has arrived
(nighttime has arrived)
and all those shining stars appear up in the sky
(appear up in the sky)
i feel connected to everything
one jump away from infinity
i look up to the sky
colours start to swirl
feels like im connected
to the whole world
i live deep inside a hole
whose not afraid to dig up a soul?
i live deep within myself
not able to see the whole
limited view from here
eyesight did decrease
trying hard to define
what objective vision means
and i would like to see what ive become...
well, i dont have a bird's eye view
all that i can see
is the shape of things round me
and its hard to judge myself
until my dying day
i wont see life in true shape
we are butterflies
we were meant to fly
but apparently our wings
didnt stand the test of time
and i would like to know who i really am...
but i dont have a bird's eye view
all that i can see
is the shape of things round me
and its hard to judge myself
until my dying day
i wont see life in true shape
and i dont know
where to go
but im sure
time will show
i dont know
where to go
but im sure
eventually ill know
time is able
to sharpen your vision
anytime you suffer
the consequences of decisions
we are butterflies
we were meant to fly
we may not have wings right now
but well stand the test of time
why is it that every time
the good things seem to slip away from you?
it leaves you standing with empty hands
and there is nothing you can do
life's playing a game
where nothing stays the same
"why?" you ask in vain
cuz you wont find any answers today
a quiet touch
never meant that much
in this world's rush
where the answers seem to stay away
you know, its hard to find some peace
in the middle of roaring engines
in this endless stream of vast machines
you can find silence
anywhere, at least not out there
life's playing a game
where nothing stays the same
"why?" you ask in vain
cuz you wont find any answers today
a quiet touch
never meant that much
in this world's rush
where the answers seem to stay away
like a storm across the globe (a virus spreading)
and no one is to know (look where were heading)
what more changes lie ahead (no one knows)
bury expectations in the sand
another change is around the bend
why cant we just go back
back to start, back to blank
on and on and on we go
so fast that we dont even know
where we are and what to see
who to trust and who to be
and theres a possibility, that if you wait for a candle
to light up in the dark, it may take forever
and you might end up
falling asleep in the gutter, thinking to yourself:
"this is not my home
and this is not the place
i dont even recognize my face
and this is not my soul
and my heart's not here
no, no, its not even near"
every moment passing by
looks you straight in the eye
asking "is this what you want?"
"is this who you really are?"
and theres a possibility, that if you wait for a candle
to light up in the dark, it may take forever
and you might end up
falling asleep in the gutter, thinking to yourself:
"this is not my home
and this is not the place
i dont even recognize my face
and this is not my soul
and my heart's not here
no, no, its not even near"
you might leave tonight, fast asleep
you might leave tonight, youve fallen deep
but you might leave tonight, fast asleep
you might leave tonight
"and this is not my home
and this is not the place
i dont even recognize my face
and this is not my soul
and my heart's not here
no, no, its not even near"
and if you wanna feel the sun, like i do
wanna touch the sky, like i do
then get on out of there, like i did
get out of that shit
and if you wanna feel the sun, like i do
wanna touch the sky, like i do
then get on out of there, like i did
get out of that shit
get on out
get on out
get on out
before its too late
hope gets confused with ignorance
"the world's not in your hands"
but the day you stop dreaming
is the day you stop living
life's a maze
and so they say:
"youre out of your mind" thats what they say
"things wont turn out the way
youd expect" but they forget
its all in your head
hope gets confused with ignorance
"your fate's not in your hands"
but without hope in the heart
people wouldnt survive a war
life's a maze
and so they say:
"youre out of your mind" thats what they say
"things wont turn out the way
youd expect" but they forget
its all in your head
i know damn well that im a dreamer
but without dreams, what is there to aim for?
its all about perception
there is more than meets the eye
its all about finding a way
through this maze, through this maze called life
they always say
"things wont turn out the way
youd expect" but they forget
its all in your head
"youre out of your mind" thats what they say
"things wont turn out the way
youd expect" but they forget
its all in your head
its in your head, in your mind
its all in- all inside
its in your head, all in your head
life's what you make of it
