Angels Over Berlin

The grey is clear, but too cold to continue...
 No
 Not there
 Here
 Unclear as time
 More space than shown
 New bouts of fear
 Here nothing is known
 Years of carry on
 Thoughts gone to too old to see it through
 Greenest greens smothered by deeper blues
 The sea speaks
 Better halves remain in you
 Tilted your cloud
 Now tilt my hand and change my view again
 Held still as everything spins
 Heart and mind redefined
 It has a taste
 Chased down what I've denied
 Human as angels bloomed from the sky
 Fallen from truth
 Now continue
 Forgot what I think I thought I'd known you knew
 Come on back before sorrow burns right through
 Oh, to be the dream
 To be cut into
 To be cut anew
 To be continued
 To be