What have we done here, is it all a lie?
Are you still wondering how the yarn is spun?
Caught in a mire of words we can never unfold
How will we wake up to the horizon's fire?
Now that we both know that the line can be crossed,
Are you still wondering how the yarn is spun?
With the devil in the foreground across from me
Stealing pennies from the fountain before they sink
So I'll cross this sea with my doubts and uncertainties
So, now that we both know that the line can be crossed,
Are you still wondering how the yarn is spun?
Would following me into the billowing sea on a ship of fools?
Drifting ever so slowly towards the equinox
And I can't be there when you follow me in
So I'll cross this sea with my doubts and uncertainties
With the devil in the foreground across from me
Stealing pennies from the fountain before they sink
Could I leave it entirely up to these eyes in front of me?
Is it all in my mind, or all in the signs in front of me?
So I'll cross this sea with my doubts and uncertainties
With the devil in the foreground across from me
Stealing pennies from the fountain before they sink
Would following me into the billowing sea on a ship of fools?
Drifting ever so slowly towards the equinox

INVIA LE CORREZIONI