We are the waves that rise to touch the sky, born to fall into sleep. The parabola unfolded, intoxicating in its essence. The heart's crown is weightless in your hands, set forth from desire. The light trails lead us forward, we are lost at sea. Lost at sea with words as anchors. Letting go, but not adrift. We know the tides, watch them align to pull and sway the currents. Still a sail through the fog, we move on, we keep moving. Beingness is solitude, balanced is precision. We're purified in rays. Now I have reached composure. Bound by the moon, crossed by the stars.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
