كلمات Zephyrus

What do you find within the lines of Distant suns? And their systems Where I come up empty? What if those painted songs of heroes Or the Moon? Herculean Pulling a half of me? Are we not threaded by the same weave Of the wind? Terra firma And unparted sea? Whether by accident or fortune You and I We are matter And it matters I want to spin something out of nothing Lead to gold Spring from winter Story from moted sky I wanna help mother up an orchard From a seed Up through sapling Daughter phoenix, rise The way they encourage one another To push high Touch the sunlight Against their tender leaves They'll be full grown before you know it And as I breathe So does she We are breathing So let me melt down like mountain glaciers Break the bonds I've been holding onto Let 'em soften me till every part that I am made of Waters deep To the roots Of something greener