We forgot to even imagine
The expelled anxiety's negation
For the scattered reason, for this reason
We lost even the things that wanted to be told
The expelled anxiety's negation
For the scattered reason, for this reason
The most remote point of despair in the linked hand
The pattern of intent that barely surfaced and disappeared
The most remote point of illusion through the present condition's hand
The memory that melts and remains; the true burning passion
Like asking each other rather than giving to each other
Through the light that extends us
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is
Even to imagine...
For the lost meaning
For this is your reason
The most remote point of despair in the linked hand
The pattern of intent that barely surfaced and disappeared
The most remote point of illusion through the present condition's hand
The memory that melts and remains; the true burning passion
Like it begins to spill rather than overflow
Through the light that illuminates the heart
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is
Like asking each other rather than giving to each other
Through the light that extends us
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is
The expelled anxiety's negation
For the scattered reason, for this reason
We lost even the things that wanted to be told
The expelled anxiety's negation
For the scattered reason, for this reason
The most remote point of despair in the linked hand
The pattern of intent that barely surfaced and disappeared
The most remote point of illusion through the present condition's hand
The memory that melts and remains; the true burning passion
Like asking each other rather than giving to each other
Through the light that extends us
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is
Even to imagine...
For the lost meaning
For this is your reason
The most remote point of despair in the linked hand
The pattern of intent that barely surfaced and disappeared
The most remote point of illusion through the present condition's hand
The memory that melts and remains; the true burning passion
Like it begins to spill rather than overflow
Through the light that illuminates the heart
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is
Like asking each other rather than giving to each other
Through the light that extends us
Like understanding each other rather than thinking of each other
The unfaded eternity is delivered as is