THE FLOATING WORLD PT. 2

The night is filled with the cries of dispossession
Dispossessed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on and on

When memory bears witness to
The innocents consumed in dying rage
The way lies through our love
The way lies through our love
There can be no other means to the end
Or keys to my heart you will never find
Or keys to my heart you will never find

The night is filled with these cries
Of dispossessed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolved ambition
Drives the pinwheel on and on

When memory bears witness
When memory bears witness
The way lies through our love
There can be no other means to this end
There can be no other means to this end
Or keys to my heart you will never find
Or keys to my heart you will never find