Cocoon [eng]

17.03.23

So much to me
Still detached sometimes
a dream is not, is it?
How is it possible
I've ended up a whole in two
Ramshackle heads
The lights and dark within you beneath
my arms and wings of yours
Your mind has lands a wall some seeds
to grow
I'm tree
A land of ours the world the peace
I wanna grow a tree with you.