Birds In The Storm

Listen to the silence

Of sleepless nights

The world is yours

Starting from now

Can you feel the heartbeat

From the whole town

Beautiful dreams

Sweat in your mind

Seeking an answer

Somewhere somehow

Freedom is lost

Stuck on the ground

Listen to the demons

Hiding inside

Just lost control

That's how you'll shine

Fever is the thinkers

Everyday weight

Lift it with pride

It means you're alive

I'm on my way to understand,

How can I heal my promised land

But it is

Too dark to see the lighthouse

Fogbound in my mind

Too dark I can't read the lines

Lost in my hands palms

Force yourself to dream wild

Be your own judge

Don't fear the crowd

Pushing you down

Don't forget the free eye

That lives inside

We are all dust

Of distant stars

Of distant stars

I'm on my way to see the world,

And all I am is a bird in the storm

We're on our way to see the world,

And all we are is birds in the storm

And it is

Too dark to see the lighthouse

Fogbound in my mind

Too dark I can't read the lines

Lost in my hands palms

Never lose the free eye

That shines inside

Because we are all the dust

Of distant stars

Yes we are all dust

Of distant stars