Lyric

It just seems that it’s guiding me to the sun I hide myself from

I am upon the wind without knowing falling down

I hold my greedy wings mended with false beliefs, and I keep telling myself “don’t let it passed as it’s cold burning rest in me.”

But then I’m leaving myself in the shelter that I thought I was passed

Dark and cold, but is this the place I belong?

Beyond the limbo, wondering when the wind blows that I used to see, but the only thing I could do is staring at the window I believe to see

Birds without wings are not even dreaming to perch seeking what they are

Higher, higher and far away, I left my soul so that I can go back

Now that I face my lust rest in me, briar tangle with me has been for nothing

But then I waver with what rests in me

I’ve fallen so many times, but it always like the first time being here

I know I’m falling down, but there is no point terrified at the sun I’ve never seen

There is no point leaving behind my wings before I fall

All my greed seems guiding me where I will corrupt myself, but I am upon the wind rest in me

There is no point to keep me away from the things unseen

So I keep telling myself "don't let it passed as it's cold burning rest in me."