Look around you and all will be able to see
The elements of who I pretend to be
The winds, the clouds, the current that turns the sea
Are just aspects, mere examples of the true me
A world of forms cast onto me
From these forms I plant the seeds to create the true reality
Flesh, blood and bones our eyes can see
When we look at one another, trying to find the real me
The elements of who I pretend to be
The winds, the clouds, the current that turns the sea
Are just aspects, mere examples of the true me
A world of forms cast onto me
From these forms I plant the seeds to create the true reality
Flesh, blood and bones our eyes can see
When we look at one another, trying to find the real me
