I see everything
All their suffering
Tiny vehicles
Space-age miraclesAll our hearts were sore
No fight left in this war
Before the ghosts will chase
All those that rearrangeI, taken from those spirals be both kind
Hungry for another piece of mind
Silent and inpatient without time
Directionless and innocent
What are yours to keep?
Definition three
Unkind and alone
End of the ideaI, taken from those spirals be both kind
Hungry for another piece of mind
Silent and inpatient without time
Directionless and innocent
I, taken from those spirals be both kind
Hungry for another piece of mind
Silent and inpatient without time
Directionless and innocent