Žodžiai dainai: Cibelle. The Shine Of Dried Electric Leaves. Flying High.

I need to tell someone
How I am feeling
Moving my silence down
I don't feel ?no middle end?
Not a bit, just standing still
It's just this feeling course

This life
This life
This life I am feeling
This life
This life
This life I am feeling

So many good times?

Seems like I'm falling
With this strangest feeling inside

This life
This life
This life I am feeling
This life
This life
This life I am feeling

There's so much beauty in the simple things
There's so much light we ???
I feel like I'm flying
I am flying in my dreams
I'm flying
Good times, good times
I'm flying

So many good times?
I'm flying
So many good times?
I feel like I'm flying?
I'm flying