Infinite Corridors (Heumann)
garrolous laughter echoes through the streets and recedes
headlights glare brightly, then pass, as the wet pavement gleams
but no one is calling for you, all those voices are gone
a humming, reverberant sound fills your head with new song
the foot of the mountain looks up to a perilous climb
(with) symbols engraved in the air of an alien sky
here, there is no loneliness, no reflections allowed
and no one to cover your form and its nakedness now
morning breaks in at right angles, with edges and seams
the cloud forests vanishing now, all these shapes from a dream
the world of the wide open eye doesn't offer a thing
but newspapers stacked to a ceiling where dim cobwebs cling
garrolous laughter echoes through the streets and recedes
headlights glare brightly, then pass, as the wet pavement gleams
but no one is calling for you, all those voices are gone
a humming, reverberant sound fills your head with new song
the foot of the mountain looks up to a perilous climb
(with) symbols engraved in the air of an alien sky
here, there is no loneliness, no reflections allowed
and no one to cover your form and its nakedness now
morning breaks in at right angles, with edges and seams
the cloud forests vanishing now, all these shapes from a dream
the world of the wide open eye doesn't offer a thing
but newspapers stacked to a ceiling where dim cobwebs cling