Following the wind, following the wind
Like a flying black leaves, flying black leaves
The sky fell on us, the sky fell on us
We're tangled in the clouds, tangled in the clouds
I quietly breathe
It fills my lungs with
Black autumn leaves, autumn leaves
I quietly breathe
It fills my lungs with
Black autumn leaves, autumn leaves
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
The harvest of thoughts, the harvest of thoughts
Nurture my mind, nurture my mind
We die to be born, we die to be born
It makes us clean and blind, clean and blind.
I quietly breath
It fills my lungs with
Cold pointy seeds, pointy seeds
I quietly breath
It fills my lungs with
Cold pointy seeds, pointy seeds.
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
Stars look at us through the clouds
But we don't see it in the crowds
