Golden Days - Landless

We were born in a colourful complex

Particular parts of that entirety make every detail

Parts that seem unrelated fit together

But it depends on the point of view

You can see those shady times

You feel it hurting

You feel it’s under your skin

You feel it’s under your skin

Senses are dulled and you see just black

The stream of warmth flows through your veins

Am I getting it wrong?

I know there’s something missing

It’s the time, that’s flowing through your hands

Exaggerated fear has been misleading you

There are colours that are real

Your consciousness suddenly finds out

That you have found your golden days