Sequence I: The Weight

The view from here it is do frightening
A world of tide pools incompleteness all around

A god beat lightnails
Deep into the flesh of a summer night
Words fell from a paper moon
To come alive in a lonely room
Time was standing still
A giants broke the cardboard sword
The old bridge sank into the river
All certainties disappeared

Roads and rivers are winding in a circle
Around th curled up monumental me
Outside looking in time and again
Feeling the weight of a jaded dream

And the view from here is frightening

Far away between Sirius and Vega
All along the Road of ancient Gods
In the black heart of Orion
Beneath the surface of the soul
The Monumentum

Everything is so different now
To a distant desert sea

Roads and river are winding in a circle
Around a curled up monumental dream
Outside looking in, time and time again
Feeling the weight of the jaded me