Trails of Senselessness

You are psycho
 Out of your mind
 Your brain is floating
 Off the ground
 You keep on searching
 All the time
 But words are falling
 From the line
 Your face again
 Of million shapes is saying
 Go see and turn
 The lights that cross my feelings
 Above your head
 Millions of years are saying
 Come on again
 And cross the winds of dreaming
 We've been broken
 All of our lives
 Riding oceans
 Through the walls
 Our brains are fated
 From the start
 To search the trails of senselessness
 Your face again
 Of million shapes is saying
 Go see and turn
 The lights that cross my feelings
 Above your head
 Millions of years are saying
 Come on again
 And cross the winds of dreaming
 Until we are gone
 Until we are gone
 Until we are gone
 Until we are gone