Twisted World

Leaving the cave of beauty and child Leavin the blast of freedom behind Lifting the heart from the sun and the sky Looking for some kind of spot you can claim Right into this world Right into this world Love is a motion of fading Love it cant survive Love is the will to be lasting Of deep, so deep inside... Borned of the parents beliefs in their world Fumbling grasped, fumbling formed But the guiding is clear and all you can do Is turning your blind side to your life Right into this word... Love is... Leaving Amsterdam on a train 18 years old and suddenly know Someday I will close it down Like a bodily fire just making its way Right out of this world... So in the end we will leaving Like leaving the tiniest room Pressed by the motions and problems Conserning find its tools See everyone turning busy See how they trembling inside Remoted like wood into fire A tell, a phrase, a lie