Lost

Good morning my son, watch the sun topping your dream.

In the future a future to see.

Morning or not, it's always too late.

Why do we live in the past?

A moment is just long enough for the next to erase.

[Bridge:]

A fading dimension, with a link to the soul.

It feels like, no freedom, but life to go.

[Chorus:]

I - Hide the poet in silence.

AM - Where the whisper still screams.

LOST - Like a storm on the ocean.

FIND ME

SON - To my inner emotions.

TO - Kill the time on its way.

ME - Bringing lies to the notion.

[Bridge:]

You're blessed with the power of seeing,

What for others remains.

The violence, the torment, with who to blame?

Take a look at my life,

Encounter the ways protected by time.

It's buying, supplying and taking lives.

Take a look at this face,

The present disgust, tomorrows disgrace.

We're hiding, denying we're stuck to race.