Yesterday was a black day - everyday bad day. One of theese mornings I'll be gone. I'll fly so high and fall so low. Restless dreams took me away, followed one of them all. Already gone when I get there, no way I'm gonna stay. Magic sensations behind my eyes closed - rainbows. Hunting horizons, crazy butterfly! No beginning, no end. I'm not worried at all - how long can you hold your breath? Performed the greatest escape. (with inspiration from Moby)