Solitude Songtext
von Arya Zappa

Solitude clarifies
Under the moon
Here amends what I am
So many things I had forgotten
Return with stranger pain
Again, here I stand


And the palm of the night
Slowly unfolds like a plant
What I am under the moon
And the palm of the night
Slowly unfolds like a plant
What I am under the moon

Walking through the center
Of the soundless field
Raising my glass to the moon
Exhaling the void that lies behind
The things we do

And the palm of the night
Slowly unfolds like a plant
What I am under the moon
And the palm of the night
Slowly unfolds like a plant
What I am under the moon