When I catch your dream falling off the tree
of so many marvels,
and when I see you standing there
watching the passin’ time of carousels,
I know: “I’m seeing the things different.”
They make so much out of everything,
but behind the curtain for sure there is
another truth.
It is not easy to forget, nor is it easy
to forgive, but then: “I’m seein’ things different.”
Time is the riddle and the clue:
you know it’s the question of real You.
But now it’s not so easy to come to know,
it’s all so much a pretty show and me,
I’m fightin’ to see beyond the difference.
On one of the many outlines I could perceive
the unreality and the truth of dreams
and I gathered into myself
the unimaginable beauty of your sex and
mystic self
where things have changed into the difference.
Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany