Clouds roll by
Kneeling is what they say or is it just my way
Wind blows by low light sidetracked low light
Can't see my tracks your scent way back
Can I be here all alone clear a path to my home
Blood runs dry
Books and jealousy tell me wrong I will feel calm
Poise blows by low light car crash low light
Can wear my mask your first my last
Voice goes by
Two birds is what they'll see getting lost upon their way
Wind rolls by low light eye sight low light
I need the light I'll find my way from wrong
What's real the dream I see