Outer Circle

You're sick of wind

You're sick of rain

You're sick of stormy days

You want to lay your back on red heat burning

Your hands are torn

Your knees are worn

your body claims for rest

There's just a single step to the outer circle

Be brave, dare break the edge of the outer circle

It's you the one I want

the one I miss and call

When there's nothing left to prove

there is nothing but the moon

let it wash your sins away

and you'll be a child again

Don't you miss your childhod?

then call on me, my child

Do you miss me?

then summon me

Do you miss your childhood?, then follow me

When there's nothing left to prove

There is nothing but the moon

Let it wash your sins away

and you'll be a child again

Do you miss your childhood?

then follow me