Midday Moon کے بول

Dismissive feeling surrounds He feels the gaining force Flying with wings of change The future is so strange Nothing that he can do He sees the photograph Photo of early days Rising magic touch Begging; Come with us Now he feels no fear He´s diving through And memories seem to be going insane Strange take hold of his will and finally he gives up To the past once again we fly And the only limit is the sky Rising sun dissipate Midday moon will rise Once again to the sky And it´s gaining the ground and cry But it´s soon, deadlight mood Midday moon He takes the another shot He wants to fly again The midday moon is rising soon And leaving the sun behind He´s hooked on living Hard living on the edge Caring not for his health The moon is only light