CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Zephyrus

What do you find within the lines of
Distant suns
And their systems
Where I come up empty?

What have those painted songs of heroes
Or the moon
Herculean
Pulling a half of me?

Are we not threaded by the same weave of the wind
Terra firma
And unparted sea?

Whether by accident or fortune
You and I
We are matter
And it matters

I want to spin something out of nothing
Lead to gold
Spring from winter
Story from moted sky

I wanna help mother up an orchard
From a seed
Up through sapling
Daughter phoenix, rise