Beautiful Little Storm

Firstly i was too blind to see
The burden of power as decease infecting me
Watching the chaos without form
And empty space, the location of the ball.

Finally i got something to do.

After the five days of creation
There was a time for early form of so called human nature
In paradise under my eyes
`cause soon the playground was ready
Between the sun and the moon.

As closed eyes in different lights
Are able to see the shapes you want to see
And the most God did want to see
Was the shape of the man next to the tree
but he was alone, He is so alone still
There was a time for the next form
Now in my beautiful little storm i´ll breath.

I´ll breath the night away
I´ll breath the life in
´cause two will become
One of a kind.

I´ll breath the night away
I´ll breath the life in
´cause two will become
One of a kind i hope.

After the five days of creation
There was a time for early form of so called human nature
God assumed that man will be followed by woman
That would be perfect, that is perfect
Now he got his playground.

As closed eyes in different lights
Are able to see the shapes you want to see
And the most God did want to see
Was the shape of the man next to the tree
but he was alone, He is so alone still
There was a time for the next form
Now in my beautiful little storm i´ll breath.

I´ll breath the night away
I´ll breath the life in
´cause two will become one.