As long as I can remember, I fly in my dreams. Sometimes I fly beautifully, ... sometimes I crash. But it’s always a scene, always a scenario. Like I’m saying to myself, are you ready to take off?
We’re two fellas who once got plastered all over the walls… and then faded out real weird, real quiet
We’re two fellas who once got plastered all over the walls… and then faded out real weird, real quiet
You really set out on the road… but now you’re rebuilding it from whatever survived in your memory
You really set out on the road… but now you’re rebuilding it from whatever survived in your memory
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.
As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario
As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario
As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario.
As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario.
Like strange creatures found in the ocean’s deepest depths, I loved creating my own light, shaping my own form, appearing and disappearing whenever I wanted
Like strange creatures found in the ocean’s deepest depths, I loved creating my own light, shaping my own form, appearing and disappearing whenever I wanted