Daedalus. A Journey To Myself. Zeneszám

Just left the station early in the morning
Cradling noise keeps me quite awake
Tired eyes gently hurt in the light of dawn
Here?s the first tunnel through the hills
I?m trying to fight back the sleep
I see my face inside the glass
The image blends with my remembrance
Sudden as a wave the dark wall starts to fade
And lets me wander through my past
Hidden inside my mind it?s me I have to find

My sight is tied to this window
The fast flowing view holds me hypnotized
No landscape, I can recognize the scenes I lived before
They?re guiding me back once more

It?s dark again, the second one
Now I fall deeper into my sensations

and each time I look throughout the glass
I recollect the pieces of my memory

Mistakes! I?ve made?
Repair! I swear?
Just learn! This flight is giving me the right sense of my life!

My sight is tied to this window
The fast flowing view feeds my consciousness
No landscape, I can recognize the scenes I lived before
I?m learning to know myself
Reaching the end of this journey
I cannot forget my experience
Now I have the chance of perceiving
every trace of dream that?s rushing in front of my eyes