What sort of pressure and what kind of force must there have been to drive you here? Was it uplifting or was it deformed? Faulting and rifting, you folded.
What does it feel like to fall in slow motion despite it all? There’s no time to think it through when we’re connected over the blue.
Everything is moving so fast. I am unlimited. Everything is moving so fast. I am unlimited.
What sort of wisdom and what kind of thought must here have been to scatter you? So far and random, your heavenly bodies still see the faint light in your eyes.
What does it feel like to fall in slow motion despite it all? There’s no time to think it through when we’re connected over the blue.
Everything is moving so fast. I am unlimited. Everything is moving so fast. I am unlimited.