Testo Quiet Storm

There is no past
There is no future
Now I'm free to live, at last

No more courage at my fingertips
Sit and wait for the nothingness
All aboard, your fate is departing
Last train ever, it's now or never Rain of fireworks above the lake
Familiar skies of a native place
Revel in the summer aftertaste
My final act was to disintegrate

There is no past
The future has been cast
Now I'm free to live, at last

Search for truth in a coffee cup
But inspiration is an idle drug
A quiet storm is raging in my mind

Hurricane of my own design
I crackled like a radio wave Remote status in a western state
Listen closely
Some horsemen are calling
Lay back, the night sky is falling
There is no past
The future has been cast
Now I'm free to live, at last
Now I'm free to live, at last
Now I'm free to live, at last