Letras
When the world is just a concept
Everything has hidden meaning
Trees in the wind are tapping
Morse code against my window
And the sun goes down
And the face of the moon
Is marked with words, messages
In a hidden language
When the world is just a concept
Everything has hidden meaning
Trees in the wind are tapping
Morse code against my window
And the sun goes down
And the face of the moon
Is marked with words, messages
In a hidden language
In a hidden language
Who is speaking
Who is speaking
Who is speaking
Hidden language
Cloud appearing
Someone watching
I saw a cloud
In the shape of a pair of eyes
If I do not have a witness
I will create one from the sky
Sky witness
Sky
Witness
Sky
Witness
Sky
Witness
Sky
Witness
Sky
Cloud
Moon
See me
Cloud
Moon
See me
Cloud
Moon
See me
Cloud
Moon
See me