Paroles de Mind The Black Hole
Stars in the ceilingMoon under water
Horizon reseeding
Dreams have been swallowed in tongues-
Speaking
Magic or reason?
Called into being
Gods to believe in
my soul.
My soul. Caught in a crooked frame
Caught in the grand parade.
The motion that radiates,
Mind the black hole.
Gods to believe in
my soul.
My soul. Caught in a crooked frame
Caught in the grand parade.
The motion that radiates,
Mind the black hole.
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