Storms That Breed کے بول

When you feel strange In the end of the day When you're down Eyes spinning' round Like the wheel How do you try to feel? No one can truly cure my soul A desert fool am I still Without the will to greet The pasture's eyes with my own In the pale night When the Moon changes you Makes you blind Don't think twice Let the phase pass over again No one can truly hear me then A broken rope A desert's sign I've flown too high Let me sleep now That I've been to the bottom and up I've finally spilled up cup Now I'm thin watch me spread everywhere No one can put me back in there In there I left this world A roamin' far with no star And I will go unto When the sky takes my own key I fair thee all well Don't miss me I am on the otherside I'm still free