Midas Light explodes through an open window
deserperately trying to reach for an open mind
Midas light distorts the tortured landscape
reducing the trees to a vein on the barren skyline
She got to me
Fools is flight, can't escape through an open wasteland
staggered and still like stones in a frozen pool
Losing sight as the horizon grows much nearer
like bright white horses so mad and so wild in the mist
She got to me
Seasons change with a tune and a whisper of what's to come
Bright as a sail like rain coats in a desert of steel
Resist Midas Light
You consist of Midas Light
Midas Light explodes through an open window
deserperately trying to reach for an open mind
Midas light distorts the tortured landscape
reducing the trees to a vein on the barren skyline
She got to me

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