Madame Spectrum - Distant & Halfway

Inside a room, a child and its drawings
Destiny in an instant
You’re a distant memory
Finally arriving at the end of her pen

Now the drawing is becoming a song
And new words are turning into sounds
A man observes the child from a safe place
Smiles at his creation, but no one can see his face

Waiting, wondering and worrying
Waking and vibrating, an unconscious stream
It’s raining lots of lost pleasures
I’m on my way, in time I’ll emerge

A great distance over vast stretches of time
I’m distant and halfway through
As a star surrounded by not so empty space
I’m distant and halfway through

I’m distant and halfway