gaya´s dream þarký sözü

open the gates of the past
with the key to our hearts
dream of the years gone by
centuries through mankind´s eyes

in the wasteland that grows inside
within me i shall find myself

slowly walking, pacing front
see through these blind eyes
stepping on shadows, touching air
stones move as i stand still
seek the answers in the skies
as we don´t even know ourselves
silent, as the sun sets before our eyes

in the wasteland that grows inside
within me i shall find myself

for years of space technology
still we haven´t learned
like children we explore
things we can´t yet comprehend

open the doors of the past
with the beating of a heart
dream as the years go by
carrying our own cross
seek the answers in the skies
as we don´t even know ourselves
silent, as the sun sets before our eyes