I came down from heaven today,
to see the stars from a frozen ground.
I'm laying down my burden tonight.
What's the sound of a clapping hand?
When does your mind cease to blend?
I have simply no idea
That is why I'm staying here.
Make it stop, no production now.
Emptiness forever will reign.
Get rid off thoughts that silence down
This path to my own sanctuary.
What's the sound of a clapping hand?
When does your mind cease to blend?
I have simply no idea
That is why I'm staying here.