A swollen style melts us in silence We have been stuck at the bottom of time so far
Breathing in, breathing out, talking with the moon The cell sound is caught Let's let it go from here
I'm feeling the sense of being one I'm feeling the sense of being one The moment of being connected The moment of being free
My feeling came here passing through another space, passing through another time, asking for a reasonance Everything will be one with the space, and the space will be one with everything
A swollen style melts us in silence We have been stuck at the bottom of time so far
Breathing in, breathing out, talking with trees The air wave is caught Let's let it go from here
Your feeling came here passing through another space, passing through another time, asking for a reasonance Everything will be one with the space, and the space will be one with everything
