Songtext von Apprehension

Distance, dismay came to me Like apprehension does to all The fearful hope, expectations rise Yet no change, we fall The isolation of such beauty Can yet never be replaced. But obese characteristics Of geographic origins Most are blind to these faults. Motionless, entrapment We are watching the dance with the dead I dread departing my roots But I must leave from this place The frost, the winds, An instance of visual perception Mental visions, I must leave From this place For the dreams which I've had. For all that I've desired. Like flowers under the frost, Fantasy was mine