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(Chorus) |
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We set drifting in search of fact. |
| [01:06.12] |
It seems indeed, life feels abstract. |
| [01:10.13] |
Several years with one faint sun. |
| [01:13.75] |
This last deft that holds no line. |
| [01:33.62] |
Making our way through time and space. |
| [01:39.70] |
Exploring all three to infinity. |
| [01:48.77] |
Suitcase is packed, flyin' free. |
| [01:55.75] |
Watching stars align, you came over time. |
| [02:00.17] |
All the while sippin' on some hibiscus tea. |
| [02:35.72] |
In dark of night a hope would shine, |
| [02:39.59] |
for us to find when we arrive. |
| [02:43.42] |
A radiant light, the river's kind, |
| [02:47.38] |
can get them now, but perhaps one time. |
| [02:51.63] |
Making our way through time and space. |
| [02:58.83] |
Exploring all three to infinity. |
| [03:06.80] |
Suitcase is packed, flyin' free. |
| [03:13.99] |
Watching stars align, you came over time. |
| [03:18.82] |
All the while.. |
