The winter's leaves they fall upon the ground, Showing the gray light of the day (awakening) The view from where I stand begins to change Something is happening...

You dream of your return (I keep on dreaming that this time I'm leaving) These days you tell the story well (I keep deceiving myself) Won't you teach me all tha...

We've been trapped, incorporated By our physical perception Blind when eyes are open And numb to our self affliction But here's the part that no science can ex...