Testo di Colony

Walking on a white plane, horizons Touch the son Stretching out, always forward Always forward To the first rats of the new rising sun A burning message for everyone We get our words all together now For the first time from all the people We stand facing ourselves Being and end, leave no prints in sands We live as an energy, within you and Without you Walking with some close friends Staring at the moon Stretching out always forward Always forward