[music: Stein R, lyrics: Stein R]



Myron and Cole had a plan heading of to another world 

Inhaling an acre of Myrons sweet garden of pleasure 

Waving goodbye to the rational patterns of thinking 



High above, swans sails the orbits of earth 

Waiting for peace below 

Dying to go with the flow 



Cole starts to shiver, 

he`s sweating and swears that an angel`s here 

He`s crying while speaking of colors which does not exist 



Let me bleed for knowledge an angel possess 

Speak to the world through me 

I live for a reason to be 



Myron stood up and he laughed in his moment of clarity 

Said to his friend "are we ever to come to our senses?" 



High above, swans sails the orbits of earth 

Waiting for peace below 

Dying to go with the flow