Grounded 5 a.m. The nightlite is comforting. But gravity is holding you.
Once settled into sleep You have watched on repeat, The story of your life Across the ceiling; And in review,
You´ve said the air was singing It´s calling you you don´t believe These things you´ve never seen.
"Good morning, how are you? The weather´s fine, the sky is blue- It´s perfect for our seminar..."
"Now close your eyes, And start to breathe. Allow the noise to recede... ...Allow yourself to drift and fly away. But you just stay.
You´ve said the air was singing It´s calling you you don´t believe These things you´ve never seen, never dreamed.
Did you hear these voices calling
Locked into a conference room, "We´re only what our minds assume..." And rationale is leaving you.
This conceit these systems of belief, Your counselor agrees, "You´ve always mark these boundaries now you´re free..." And with relief.
You´ve said the air was singing It´s calling you you don´t believe These things you´ve never seen, never heard, never dreamed.
You said the air was singing It´s calling you you don´t believe These things you´ve never seen.
Never [x19]
Once you had a dream Of oceans, and sunken cities Memories of things you´ve never known
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