Golden Horn arpeggio live

Stay awake my enslaved mind
You will be solved again and do whatever they want
Turn away my shut-in heart
You heard the voice down there
Keeps resounding in your skull
Away off shore
Drifting reverse the course
Where's the hill I belong
What makes wings heal, makes them grow
Where's the dream I split off and float
Flames rise over to blind
And these tame owls will never fly that high
Roll your falling and loaded dice
You're drifting and pulling the sky
But there will be time to face it
Away off shore
Drifting reverse the course
Where's the hill I belong
What makes wings heal, makes them grow
Where's the dream I split off and float