Paroles de Zephyrus
What do you find within the lines ofDistant suns
And their systems
Where I come up empty?
What have those painted songs of heroes
Or the moon
Herculean
Pulling a half of me?
Are we not threaded by the same weave of the wind
Terra firma
And unparted sea?
Whether by accident or fortune
You and I
We are matter
And it matters
I want to spin something out of nothing
Lead to gold
Spring from winter
Story from moted sky
I wanna help mother up an orchard
From a seed Touch the sunlight
Against their tender leaves
They’ll be full grown before you know it
And as I breathe
So does she
We are breathing
So let me melt down like mountain glaciers
Break the bonds
I’ve been holding onto
Let ‘em soften me
Till every part that I am made of
Waters deep
To the roots
Of something greener
Herculean
Pulling a half of me?
Are we not threaded by the same weave of the wind
Terra firma
And unparted sea?
Whether by accident or fortune
You and I
We are matter
And it matters
I want to spin something out of nothing
Lead to gold
Spring from winter
Story from moted sky
I wanna help mother up an orchard
From a seed Touch the sunlight
Against their tender leaves
They’ll be full grown before you know it
And as I breathe
So does she
We are breathing
So let me melt down like mountain glaciers
Break the bonds
I’ve been holding onto
Let ‘em soften me
Till every part that I am made of
Waters deep
To the roots
Of something greener
