It fell into place the whole earth database Kodachrome shots our astronauts were hiding Nomadic tribes, networks and beatniks on the rise We wore the pins We thought the whole world would begin to finally see that it's round round round a tiny blue gem in the darkness gliding round round round borders and refugees barely surviving round round round civilizations and temperatures rising round round round Are we like gods or confused by the lightning?
If our Tesla coils die out in the soil batteries shot And our dreams are caught declining Mnemonic tribes, iConic complex on the rise We shed our skins We thought the whole world would begin to finally see that it's round round round a tiny blue gem in the darkness gliding round round round borders and refugees barely surviving round round round civilizations and temperatures rising round round round Are we like gods or consumed by the lightning? Our memories are now on view The ocean skies return to blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
