How can the heart beat while I'm asleep.
How can I hardly believe in anything; believe in just a dream.
While I was out charting olive/apple trees
I heard your voice calling out beyond the trees,
hiding all from me, counting all the seeds.

Make up your mind, I'm hollowed out inside,
fill me up with all the things you find.
Build me a shrine and burn me there alive;
paint the forest black with afterlife.

Now that I'm nothing, just a memory,
how can the heart beat if I'm just a tree, 
dropping all my leaves,
losing all my seeds.

Look at my eyes, reflections made of light.

Blackforest Moon

I heard a sound
coming from the bathroom light.
Wings on a flame
glowing like the sun in outer space.
Here comes the train
through my window will it carry me away,
dreaming on the echo let it carry me away.

Oh, my life, am I only here to die.
Oh, my light, scattered 'cross the dark night sky, falling with the fire flies.
Oh, my life, Burning through the bush and blight.
Oh, my light, bouncing off the northern sky,
spinning me into the night, folding me through space and time.

Exit Ayla