Panes Of Glass

This place is new

I've traveled far

The world arranged in panes of glass

White liberty

In small amounts

What serves my needs disturbs the mass

An empty word

An empty wall

I trace your name in desert sands

Dreamer you are welcome

Tell me why are you still out there

Beauty sleeps in moments

Tell me what are you afraid of

A call for help

In viscous air

Some bursting drops to weak to tell

Synthetic girl

A sterile fuck

I can't deny it's true as well

Dreamer you are welcome

Tell me why are you still out there

Beauty sleeps in moments

Tell me what are you afraid of