Dream of the Cyclops

What is time?
What is time?
What is time?

We think everything
While everything fades

We change so many things
So that everything remains the same

Now let everything
Go the same
Maybe everything changes now

We wanted to fly high
With steel wings and understand life
With the lenses
Of the blind cyclops

Digital insanity outside and
How close have we been inside?

The flowers lost their fragrance
And the spirit vanished from life

Pre-installed emotions
The nature is gone

The time
Is the dream of
The cyclops
Who never woke up



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Quintero
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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