Psyke Project Gliding Shadows
The sun made quite a big impression on me
So I had to stop my fast and purposeful walk
Across the wall
Across the wall that shadow glided
Constantly
Constantly changing shape
But still not formless they are
They move across the wall
But still not formless they are
When a cloud in front of the sun steps
Everything turns into shadows
But through the sun now gets
And a healing of my heart now begins
The dark cloud has disappeared now
The dark cloud is gone
When a cloud in front of the sun steps
Everything turns into shadows
But through the sun now gets
And a healing of my heart now begins
But still my shadow is moving across
That wall I spoke of before
So I rise.
