After Sandstorms

Sometimes sailing over eyes
Of somebody inside
Drowning elevators
Drowning elevators
Hot headspace ship laughing out
Transilvanian Kundalini
Babilônia Saint Romain
Express
Black smiling faces
Of happy chaos
Over the sea, over the sea
Drowning elevators
Drowning elevators
Copacabana’s white stones
Bleaching the sins
Bleaching the sins
On sand and a soul that spins
The tides the vices the winds
Hot headspace ship laughing out
To drowning elevators
Drowning elevators
Black smiling faces
Of happy chaos
Over the sea, over the sea
I’m dying I’m digging
To elephants inside trees

I’m diving I’m digging
To elephants inside trees

Catalan sand castles
Falls deeper into the ground
I’m digging to the fountain
Beyond so called sanity
Over the city, over the city
I’m dying I’m digging
To elephants inside trees

Here is where the doves die
Beauty speaks through your eyes
Dripping silence after sandstorms
After sandstorms, after sandstorms