Singin

Beyond the visible world, a man’s body
has chosen his place to live, his whole

life was dead and dead he chose to live.
I will sing him a true song, a man like
him must need. I’m the dust, he’s the
sea, singing out four song, singing out
for free, singing for stranger. Because
you are forsaken like all those little
gods because good and bad are crying for

desire. So I exchange my body for a
song… That’s why we all beyond the
worls we chose to live. That’s what we
need singing free, singing free. That’s
what we need because you are forsaken
like all those little gods up high,
because good and bad are crying for
desired ones. So I exchange my body for
a song… a little while