the smoke ascends and I inhale
my escape from days, oh so pale
clouds fill my lungs and then my mind
the eyes seem closed but I'm not blind
longing eyes hope for liberation
bow to me and my divination
pass into smoke to see what's down below
there is truth to find and ways to outgrow
kaleidoscopic visions in blank days
the sun refracts in thousand rays
they speak in tongues, unclear to most
but I can see within those colorful worlds
credits
from Hands Of Winter,
released March 3, 2023
Originally written by Weihrauch and released
as 'Pythischer Rauch' on 'Erste Glut'.
Covered, re-worked and published with permission of the artist. weihrauch.bandcamp.com
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