Kissing the Clouds

Shifting the blame, swift on the run,
Dreaming of a heat,
Are we according with a pace we all keep?

Flying so high on a one and only sigh,
We're rattlesnakes in open space
Are we ascended to leave glorious trace
With a tempest on tempest on tempest on... (x2)

Greed we all know deeper cutting the star
Streaming it on show,
Are we the same like other watchers on the row?
Are we the same like we were to the tomorrow?
With a tempest on tempest on tempest on... (x4)

Kissing the clouds in a storm,
Always it feels like a home,
Gloomy we rise up our eyes,
Always it feels like we're wise

We are now (we are now)
We are here (we are home)
We are kites (we are kites)
Without fear (without rope)
Kissing the clouds in a storm,
Hearts are too blind to recall,
Even it's heretical fall,
Hearts are too blind to recall.
With.. a.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
For.. a.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
Right.. to.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
With.. a.. tempest on tempest on...

Badlands we plant, our fury the seed
Dreaming of a blast,
Are we find destiny to our art at last?

Heaven aflame but we're shifting the blame,
Synchronised the flow,
We are the same like we were to the tomorrow.
With a tempest on tempest on tempest on... (x2)

Love we all know deeper cutting our hearts
Bleeding with a pray,
Are we the same like antagonists array?
Are we the same like we were in the yesterday?
With a tempest on tempest on tempest on... (x4)

Kissing the clouds in a storm,
Always it feels like a home,
Gloomy we rise up our eyes,
Always it feels like we're wise

We are now (we are now)
We are here (we are home)
We are kites (we are kites)
Without fear (without rope)
Kissing the clouds in a storm,
Hearts are too blind to recall,
Even it's heretical fall,
Hearts are too blind to recall.
With.. a.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
For.. a.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
Right.. to.. tempest on tempest on tempest on...
With.. a.. tempest on tempest on...

Kissing the clouds in a storm,
Always it feels like a home,
Gloomy we rise up our eyes,
Always it feels like we're wise
But our hearts are too blind.

by Ник Свиридов и "Lunar Moth".