03. sarasvati - question

stop the sound from shouting
they're burning up my ears
let me live a daydream
those fantasies she feels
it's made of copper from the air
it's black charcoal that's golden fair

what am i suppose to feel..?
what am i suppose to feel..?
what am i suppose to feel..?

i only see and what i want, can not be

does she always walk on bended knees
yet soars up high

on happy seas
on happy seas
on happy seas

a silent question in my head
in hers a poetry openly read
she is not of being like mine

she does not seek she can not find
she does not seek she can not find

stop the sound from shouting
they're burning up my ears
let me live a daydream
those fantasies she feels
it's made of copper from the air
it's black charcoal that's golden fair

what am i suppose to feel..?

stop the sound from shouting
they're burning up my ears

let me live a daydream
those fantasies she feels
it's made of copper from the air
it's black charcoal that's golden fair

what am i suppose to feel..?
what am i suppose to feel..?