I had a dream I built a machine That changed who I was And then I was loved
I grew hands of leaves Became the trees Never spoke again And then I was loved
Friend you know I am in pain Now you´ve shaped me with your shame Friend I love you, friend I´ve changed Friend I am you, lonely and afraid
It keeps coming It keeps coming It keeps coming It keeps coming
I hear the feed I struggle to receive A bite from the Earth
A piece of me
There´s a church on my street It violently reminds me I will make my own Paradise of peace
It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming, it keeps It keeps coming