Hard Landing

Early morning
Words not boiling
The water's still too quiet
To give me a flower now
Fighting colours
Are harmonizing
Involuntary symphony
They play just for me
Just for me

The form is reckless
To hear it in my world
A mould for the quiet audience
That sits anxious
Wondering how you
Fly so gently between the
Thorns and red leaves
I'm lucky to have you
To have you

Noon, I'm roaming
Clueless about how the
Tide keeps turning
And my days are slippin' by
Thinking of the feeling
Of seeing colours painting
Everything around me
And the smell that I'm alright
That I'm alright

Here, no beyond, nowhere-bound
Here, yours to rise, yours to fall

The evening's coming
Rolling in softly
Stretching clouds of orange tint
Graze, grazing your hair
Grazing our hair

Uh, sing that song wherever you go
Uh, sing that song wherever you go

Stereophonic
Dusk is waiting patiently
To embrace us
The cold will keep us warm
I for once am
Feeling tireless
These oblivious frames have
Me mo... moving on
Moving on