Lyrics

Away from a crowd of people
Staring at a blood red moon
In an ancient temple
In an empty room
I heard a bird singing
I heard the call to prayer
I saw the sun sinking
I felt something in the air
Where do I stop
and you begin?
What should we start
remembering?
When will we see
we’re dreaming this?
When will we see
we ARE this?
When will we see
our bliss?
Where do I stop and you begin?
What should we start
remembering?