Trance Of Mine

[ P. Roberts, I. Plant ]
Until dawn
Wasting Nights
I am searching for my way
On these silent fields
Becoming my own prey
Falling from a distant ground
Tearful soul thy morning heals
When nature sleeps
And stars are mute
I am striving for insights
Sheltering my obsessions
My twisted thoughts
Falling from a distant ground
Tearful soul thy morning heals
Like the silence mesmerized
Pages slowly drifting
I am trapped alone
I cant breathe between these lines
I cant breathe, breathe, breathe....
Falling from a distant ground
Tearful soul thy morning heals
Like the silence mesmerized
Pages slowly drifting
[ Distant Ground Lyrics ]