Intergalatic Maze

Break away, drift apart

Tune her out of a beating heart.

The stars still shine, when the sky does fall

The galaxy calls…

subtle chaos, makeshift moments

Silent answers, never own it.

What would you do, if I knocked on your door?

Just leave me wondering the impossible.

But the galaxy calls.

Dark matter, magnetic patterns, solar explosions,

A souls corrosion – that moment of emotion, let her fall.

In the whirl of the winds, in the spiral of the storm

The galactic maze, will bring me back home.

Alone.

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