Lyric Song Gaya s Dream: Open the gates of the past
With the key to our hearts
Dream of the years gone by
Centuries through mankind s eyes
In the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself
Slowly walking pacing front
See through these blind eyes
Stepping on shadows touching air
Stones move as I stand still
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don t even know ourselves
Silent as the sun sets before our eyes
In the wasteland that grows inside
Within me I shall find myself
For years of space technology
Still we haven t learned
Like children we explore
Things we can t yet comprehend
Open the doors of the past
With the beating of a heart
Dream as the years go by
Carrying our own cross
Seek the answers in the skies
As we don t even know ourselves
Silent as the sun sets before our eyes
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