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i feel it on my skin
i m moving back in time
I feel it on my skin, i slide into the void
like out of nowhere comes the storms
is moving through the air
A movement in the calm, i m moving back in time
They re reaching for my shore, there ain t no footprints on my shore
Inside my own universe, there ain t no footprints on my shore Universe, i sense a hint of light
The jingling from a tiny sound, i can taste it on my tongue Kaipa, inside my own universe
Fragments of thoughts are flowing free, i m moving back in time
Is moving through the air, fragments of thoughts are flowing free, in search of my own mind
Under the cover of the storms, i sense a hint of light, the jingling from a tiny sound
They re reaching for my shore, in search of my own mind
I can taste it on my tongue, tiny ships with tiny men, in search of my own mind
Inside my own universe, spectacles in my mind of, a movement in the calm
Tiny ships with tiny men, inside my own universe
In the windswept emptiness, i m moving in reverse
I slide into the void, tiny oceans a tinge of salt, in search of missing lines
That jingling grows it finds its way, there s a silent empty black hole in my mind
I m moving in reverse, fragments of thoughts are flowing free
No sign of all the tinyness beyond my silhouette, no sign of all the tinyness beyond my silhouette Universe, there s a silent empty black hole in my mind
Tiny oceans a tinge of salt, unravels all my thoughts
Tiny ships with tiny men, i m moving in reverse Tinyness, inside my own universe
tiny oceans a tinge of salt
No salt upon my skin, there ain t no footprints on my shore of, there ain t no footprints on my shore
In the windswept emptiness, there ain t no footprints on my shore Universe, tiny ships with tiny men
I sense a hint of light, they re reaching for my shore
inside my own universe
unravels all my thoughts
I m moving in reverse, inside my own universe, it s wobbling like it s lost its way
Fragments of thoughts are flowing free, unravels all my thoughts
under the cover of the storms
I m moving in reverse, the jingling from a tiny sound
They re tearing down my thoughts, i m moving in reverse, the jingling from a tiny sound
The jingling from a tiny sound, unravels all my thoughts Kaipa, i slide into the void
in the windswept emptiness
in search of my own wide and open mind
Like out of nowhere comes the storms, it s wobbling like it s lost its way
The jingling from a tiny sound, it s wobbling like it s lost its way
tiny oceans a tinge of salt
The jingling from a tiny sound, in the windswept emptiness
inside my own universe
in search of my own mind
no sign of all the tinyness beyond my silhouette
inside my own universe
In the windswept emptiness, in search of missing lines
i feel it on my skin
that jingling grows it finds its way
inside my own universe
in search of my own wide and open mind
Spectacles in my mind, tiny oceans a tinge of salt Universe, the jingling from a tiny sound
a movement in the calm
In the windswept emptiness, i feel it on my skin of, they re tearing down my thoughts
i sense a hint of light
they re reaching for my shore
no salt upon my skin
The jingling from a tiny sound, i feel it on my skin