Beyond The Stone - Saigon Blue Rain

The shadows on the wall

visibly turned blue

and the youth like dull gold

turns out to be so true

Among the ambient rage

you can’t grasp your own language

while the cries from the wall

is resounding into you

Beyond the stone

seeing through blindfolds

beyond the zones

beyond the stone

The shadows on the wall

overlaid in blue

and the youth that grew old

turned out to be so true

Among the breathless rage

you forgot your own language

while the cries from the wall

pervaded into you

Beyond the stone

seeing through blindfolds

beyond the zones

beyond the stone