Astral Park from Concentric Circles by Oraton

Straight away as you fall into slumber,
Eyes open up again and start a journey,
Through the endless night of waking sleep,
Sailing past the spheres and nebulas,
Long before where and when time was itself a dream,

In a place to far by earthly roads,
And existence as we know,
Where the abstract and the soul,
Are in plain sight,
To those who would but look,

Motion is matter,
Emotion aurora,
Thought comet,
Unconscious eclipse,

And if you would call out my name,
Be lost in the aeons of cosmic proportion,
I soar through the astral rain,
The stars are cascading and Gaia can't hear them,

Satellites and children of the suns,
Pass my sight as I'm moving all the time – a constellation,
A circle in the sky,

Motion is matter...

• Metal
• Progressive Rock
• progressive metal
• United Kingdom