Desert Cold - Penguin Prison

Just minor.

I fell awake after I had

A normal fate taken from me back

Where you can see only what you can control

Then why can’t you see the wind?

Another world, another second

It can’t be long for you to step in

I’d travel home, but home is international

And my maps are old it can’t be held together

I’ve been running all this morning from the comet store

I’ve been swimming through the sand into the desert cold

I’ve been spending all my living on the air I breath

You can call me one thing, but I won’t answer to the name you speak

As close as we feel we’ve gotten

To a place that won’t be forgotten

The future cares not for how

We scratched the walls, or build the ground from here

And in your head

How big is your we?

And when you’re alone

Will it include me?

In all the globe will everybody be

Laughing at how you would treat what you believe is another?

Oh, why don’t I know what happens before it does?

When after it becomes is the only read out come

Did I believe to much in the waiting sun?

That came along before we belong and maybe won

We belong and now than

I’ve been running all this morning from the comet store

I’ve been swimming through the sand into the desert cold

I’ve been spending all my living on the air I breath

You can call me one thing, but I won’t answer to the name you speak