- cifra
Pool of memories, cool shad
Reminisce and blow the wish away
Proud and incandescent
Pride the golden presence
Cruel temperaments do fade
The reservoirs will dry or drain away
Fry and void our message
Wild and bold our passage
It’s nice to know the wakes behind you
The wind is blowing from the back
It’s nice to know the realms beyond you
The stars are falling off their path
Stare into liquid blue
Vacate and wash the point of you
Private tales of magic
Praise the light! Fantastic
It’s nice to know the works behind you
The wind is blowing from the back
It’s nice to know the realms beyond you
The stars are falling off their path
