Circling
Danny Parchão
A glimmering sun, a tired phrasing
Stuns my hope, to let the obvious leave
A constant search of certainties
Trapped inside an old rigid doctrine
The sealing of all past constraints
Appears as the road I want to take
(But) now I need the inner glance
As the tool for my future release
Circling to find one's home
Extracting the fears unknown
And strive to hide it all
We can be our own hero
I wanted to light my way
Outside the cave, stranded theory
Infinity within reach
A loud signal marks the opening
Circling to find one's home
Extracting the fears unknown
And strive to hide it all
We can be our own hero
A silent night, a solid grasp
Sets my dream of everlasting breath
