the cold escapes, my heart is drenched through, fate comes pouring down
trip out
negative space in cycles been caught on our radar
we've been waiting here patiently locked in this state clocking our time
the storm remains and my heart's entrenched new fate explores me now
trip out
why do we bathe in this psyche? Remain calm in our mental
we display it in our patience locked in this stage plotting our time
now we sail (into) the storm implodes (around) exploring your fate
now we sail, we're starting now - behold!
negative space in cycles destroying our mental
remains in our conscious constant