The light inside is flowing out
a mother holds her pride, and glances to the ground
a key was left for her to find
her seeds were lost inside, a shroud of endless clouds
does it feel all right
'cause you seem uptight
In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind
a seething wave of decadence, a lost communion
A scent explosion wakes your mind
afraid the clocks will stop, and all will tumble down
she reached to touch the waterline
a faded cloth will rot, and all began to drop
Does it feel all right
'cause it seems all right
In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind
a seething wave of decadence, a lost communion