I've been struggling for so many years now
Aiming high, yet shooting low
My biography is like a looking glass
There's someone I don't know
Always asking me about my destiny
Spoken anger without words
On an empty street without life and joy
No sunlight to shine bright

Unfold the blueprint - your key to existence
A master plan for life - just play your cards right
Broken wings won't fly

The more adrenaline, the higher I fly
Without quest I find no rest
With every new goal there's yet another one
Constant pain to burn my chest
Heading out to roads that won't ever end
Alpha, omega: no interlink
The higher I fly, the deeper I fall
Going up means going down

Confront yourself - your blueprint for existence
The master plan for life - start playing your cards right
Broken wings won't fly

Collecting pieces of a map - still struggling to proceed
I'm feeling constant pain - deep wounds of inferiority
Confused I watch the chaos - divine creation unfold
With every single step I make - I'm stepping back again
I try to fly with broken wings - on and on and on and on

In the short run, I'm running out of time
Clock ticking cuts the air
Still running, yet it's a waste of breath
I'm gonna crash and burn
Working my way to the very end
On a point of no return
In a bitter world without life and joy
Dark forces hold my ground

Confront myself - with blueprints for existence
My master plan for life - I'll play my cards right
Broken wings won't fly

You
A faun in twilight
Immaculate perfection

I
A god in half-light
A hero in a play

Pale blue scenery
Fleeting moments passing by
Dots and anagrams
In the sands of time and the wind

Us
A monument of sand to
Defy the odds

Us
A rampart made of dreams
That would not last

So tired without you
The sultry heat of summers gone
Melted hands of time
An enigmatic poem on our skins

With each changing of the tides
We renewed a fragile bond
We were blessed and we were cursed

A gush of water swept away
All we swore and all we said
Indelibly, unspoken spells
Unbroken hours slowly passed

We are
Ghost and shadows straining to be heard
We are
Like ships and waifs waiting for the tide
We are
Surrendered to the heat, surrendered to the wait
We are
Long gone with the wind

Listless summer days
Without care of where to go
Coming back to me
Tinted moments of our luck

Though we were too weak
Wished to pause the restless clocks
To hold life for a while
The peal of bells above the rain
(Made it end)

A gush of water swept away
All we swore and all we said
Indelibly, unspoken spells
Unbroken hours slowly passed

We are
Aching whispers, windswept memories
We are
Like birds in flight sleeping on the storms
We are
Not Daphne or not Chloe anymore
We are
Long gone with the tide

Like a brilliant thief
You stole into the room
Night was so long
Now all the lights are way too bright

One small voice
Of conquest and doubt
One deep breath
Easily sweeps the stars away

A world of pantomime in black and white
A wingless angel on a willful flight

With eyes wide open - through an opened door
With eyes wide open - swim the river running deep
With eyes wide open - that chase the clouds away
In skies wide open - eyes of knowing, opened eyes, and they've already seen it all

Go out at night
Perplex the dark with light
Stretch out this life
To see what it is, what it means

Build a stronghold
Of keepsakes and air
And dreams you can cling to
After the magic has all gone

In places of turmoil and uncertain sights
Untouched you'll grow in the shadow of a wall

With eyes wide open - through a boundless room
With eyes wide open - the road unfolds ahead
With eyes wide open - paint your sky in red and blue
In nights wide open - I rest beside of you
Watching every pulse and the peace of your sleep

A world of pantomime in black and white
A wingless angel on a willful flight

With eyes wide open - through a boundless room
With eyes wide open - the road unfolds ahead
With eyes wide open - paint your sky in red and blue
In nights wide open - I rest beside of you
Watching every pulse and the peace of your sleep

Visions from above
Father's son on high
Sharing all his love
He's the one to make you fly

Christ the redeemer - an icon for mankind
Atop the corcovado mountain sky

Both his arms are open wide
Inviting you to see the light
open-heartedness - old virtues come alive

There is magic in the air
Enter on a higher sphere
Existential interlink between yourself and holy god

Turn around and look through my eyes
You may find the world's archetype

Distinct viewpoint of the world
Longing for a rest in peace
Moses brought the ten commandments to be learned

Watch me, touch me - I'm error-free, there can be no doubt
You're gonna see the world through different eyes
Different eyes are gonna change the world - you just have to

Turn around and look through my eyes
You may find the world's archetype - the holy ghost

Corco - corcovado, corco - corcovado
Corco - corcovado, corco - corcovado

Visions from above
Father's son on high
Sharing all his love
Standing there with open arms

Christ the redeemer - icon for mankind
Atop the corcovado mountain sky
Christ the redeemer - monument of hope, so high
Can you feel the magic high and low

Watch me, touch me - I'm error-free, there can be no doubt
You're gonna see the world through different eyes
Different eyes are gonna change the world

Turn around and look through my eyes
You may find the world's archetype - the icon of God

When the skies are wounded
And a beacon's ceased to shine
When dusk is coming all too soon

When we sometimes slip along the way
When we're haunted by a word we should have said
And all the things we should have done

There's a place to lay your head between the sun and moon
Deep within the mind and underneath the skin
Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye

Far beyond the sacred ground of an island in the stream
Riding the sea, riding the sea
Toward a secret place where our shadows sleep

When we're hurt, when we freeze
When we get lost on hopeless seas
When all our feelings seem to starve

When there's nothing left to rely on
When we doubt, when we deny
The pulse of sunlight in the ice

There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky
Deep within the mind and underneath the skin
Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye

Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory
Riding the waves, riding the waves
Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep

We stood like statues
In a wall of salt
Unmoved and lost for words
Never to forget

Clouds were drifting floats
On endless midnight waves
We were strangers in the night

There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky
Deep within the mind and underneath the skin
Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye

Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory
Riding the waves, riding the waves
Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep

Like a demon, like a ghost
Balancing on nerves, dancing on the edge
Like a wheel or a dream
Spinning endlessly, spinning helplessly

A painted drama, a feverish restraint
An unspoken trauma in sweltering nights

Like a ray of light that stains a bitter sweetness
Into the darkest wine
A dark chimera wide awake
Sipping from the lifeblood

I drank, drank from you
I drank wine like blood
Blood like wine
And the magic sounds of inspiration

I learned, learned from you
A hidden secret
Black as rain
Moving me, moving on and on

This is the way of the mystic
Into the eyes of god
This is the weight the moves the hand
This is the hand that moves the stone

A ravaged beauty, unfeeling and unsafe
A power that resides in the labyrinth of sound

This is a fire that ignites itself
This is a mystery of art
So much more than craft or chemistry
Gabriel 'gainst Azrael

You spoke, spoke to me
A silent prayer
For the pain
And the driving force of desperation

You sang, sang to me
Haunting songs of hope
And songs of doubt
Moving me, moving on and on

A force like lightning over mountains
A permanent disease
It's you and me together
On a highway without end

I drank, drank from you
I drank wine like blood
Blood like wine
And the magic sounds of inspiration
I learned, learned from you
A hidden secret
Black as rain
Moving me, moving on and on

Did you see - the lonely tree?
Crowded by the birds - bringing back old memories
Birds of prey - roaring near
Aiming at the shores - waging war on men
In the end - bridges burned
Arching cross the sky - mother dropped her little boy
I'm feeling - and dreaming
There will come a day when the cranes will fly again

I put a strip on its leg for prayer
One thousand cranes make you last forever
This is our cry, our bridge to the divine
Flying birds - they will touch the sun
Just let them fly - they enlighten the dark world
This is our cry, this is your bridge to the divine

Twist of fate - scorched to death
Apollo didn't know that they were messing up our world
God of sun - what went wrong?
On a summer day - all got covered by black rain

I put a strip on its leg for prayer
One thousand cranes make you last forever
This is our cry, our bridge to the divine
Flying birds - they will touch the sun
Just let them fly - they enlighten the dark world
This is our cry, this is your bridge to the divine

Fly away - fly away - touch the sun
Fly away - fly away - peace on earth

The sky sheds elegies
As you pass another cape
A silent company
On a way without repose

Behind the dunes
And the shifting sands of cinnamon
A lost and lonely pavement
Of unconquered sanctuaries
Of untouched reveries echoing

Like leftovers - dragged through time and memory
Like leftovers - that live on as seasons pass
Like leftovers - never let you go

And all that remains
Is molded in the last light of the setting sun
And all that is retained
Is nothing but an image without words
And all that is means nothing anymore

Not that it was
Always beautiful
Not that it was
Something to hold dear

But in the end it was
Just another puzzled piece of you
Now you're a martyr seeking nails
To match those precious wounds
Always looking back
Looking back to something that you lack

Like leftovers - that will never let you go
Like leftovers - under the sky of a fallen paradise
Like leftovers - never let you go

And all that remains
Is molded in the last light of the setting sun
And all that is retained
Is nothing but an image without words
And all that remains doesn't mean anything at all

Like leftovers - dragged through time and memory
Like leftovers - that do not speak no more
Like leftovers - under the sky of a fallen paradise
Like leftovers - that will never let you grown

And all that remains
Is molded in the last light of the setting sun
And all that is retained
Is nothing but an image without words
And all that remains can be folded in a purse

I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dram.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed:
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia,
the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists,
with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -
one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted,
and every hill and mountain shall be made low,
the rough places will be made plain,
and the crooked places will be made straight;
"and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."

The air is steam and fire
A lift-off to negate defeat
A victory imperfect, there's always more
It's all we've ever longed to reach
And all we've ever longed to see
Someday, somewhere
On a highway to the sun
With marvelled eyes, with blinded eyes we'll watch
The holocaust of our wildest dreams

From here to nowhere (nowhere, nowhere)
From there to somewhere (somewhere, somewhere)
From the seas to the highest heights
From the moon to the lowest lows
From a spark to a raging fire
From the heart to the sateless mind

Stunned and amazed by what we are
We celebrate and name the stars
Expand, aspire, don't look ahead
The more we grow the less we see
The less we see the more we'll find
The light that blinds is darkness to our eyes

Through a telescope I dream
A summit in the sky blue snow
I'll carve my name into withered stone
It's all I've ever longed to do
And all I've ever longed to feel
I'd burn the midnight oil to get there
If I could only reach you now
If I could only name you now
The blind spot on a yellowed map

Stunned and amazed by what I am
To feel alive in some lonesome luck
Explore, desire, don't look ahead
The higher I go the less I see
The deeper it hurts the less I feel
And the heart of the matter is hardly to perceive

From here to nowhere (nowhere, nowhere)
From there to somewhere (somewhere, somewhere)
From the seas to the highest heights
From the moon to the lowest lows
From cult to culture, from ape to man
From the hand to the hungry mouth