Distant Ground

[ P. Roberts, I. Plant ] Until dawn Wasting Nights I am searching for my way On these silent fields Becoming my own prey Falling from a distant ground Tearful soul thy morning heals When nature sleeps And stars are mute I am striving for insights Sheltering my obsessions My twisted thoughts Falling from a distant ground Tearful soul thy morning heals Like the silence mesmerized Pages slowly drifting I am trapped alone I can't breathe between these lines I can't breathe, breathe, breathe.... Falling from a distant ground Tearful soul thy morning heals Like the silence mesmerized Pages slowly drifting