Tällaisen tempaisin ja tein. Tarkoitus olisi saattaa se vielää laulettavaan ja soitettavaan muotoon eli biisiksi. Kritiikki suotavaa. Pt.1: Psychedelic sunrise Rays of a morning, a new day dawning No resolution in it Clouds flaming red, I'm holding my breath Sea turns to crimson pit I gazed at the spiral, a circle of fire Death of the night dies Birth of a new life, yet I'm still blind Psychedelic sunrise I dance to my Psychedelic sunrise I dance to my Psychedelic sunrise Pt.2: Passing days Sun travelling high It provides me life at last I see clear Daylight has shown Contrast to unknown Shadows yet seem real Day keeps passing by Why must I die, I try but why cannot relate Still never losing my fate I have discovered the skies yet I don't know what now lies within the shadows of day Never choosing their way passing by Passing days Determined by past Only standing for vast future Pt.3: Why the sun sets? Circling trails of now gone sun Burned in the eyes of once-a-child He knows why sun rose Now asks why it goes Riddling night Shadows grow long Reaching for light But it is long gone Uncertain feeling anxiety, terror, dread Before he falls dead, he finally sees the sun must set Pt.4: Psychedelic sunrise Rise at the morning, again day dawning I'm not afraid of it Now that I see you, now I know you Dive into crimson pit Always exsisting, always keeps changing The shadows you create Now undestaning, I see the meaning Yes, now I can relate I stare at my Psychedelic sunrise |