I can touch the sky
The reflections in your eyes
I'm going to escape
And leave the world behind
The wildly colored fields
I see black and white
In my plastic dream
I can actually fly
Feel the weight
Rising tide
Talk the pain away
Put your life aside
I can reach this high
For the landscapes in your mind
Your reckless view betrays
Your outline of desire
| 1 | These Open Fields |
| 2 | Starlight |
| 3 | The Fear of Vision |
| 4 | Hungry Mouth, Shut |