Finch - Miro

Slumber has erased me.
Comfort is only skin deep.
A dirty mirror reveals reason.
To digest, corrective medicine.

I burned up, I burned up...
Ablaze upon re-entry, slow down...
I woke up, I woke up...
Face down along the shoreline, paradise is mine.

Shadows, and living trees,
Reach out to embrace me.
This place here is where we don't exist.
He carries dead weight with his fist.

I burned up, I burned up...
Ablaze upon re-entry, slow down...
I woke up, I woke up...
Face down along the shoreline, paradise is mine.