Sailing around with no ethereal bounds.
And on your moment of leaving
Your beauty remains here.
Once again your beauty remains here.
How blind the ocean heart.
But you will fly with this enchanting rhythm
Once again your moving away from here.
Oh, you really know what's going on.
Oh, you really know what's going on.
What you do it for is escaping me.
When I look at you I feel you, you slip through me.
You wanna slip slow between my voices,
When you leave you leave with the grace of a bird in flight.
Death can't step between us, it's between our minds, yeah
We feel unbound by ourselves, trust in anything
We feel unbound by our sense, escaping me
We feel unbound by our sense
So what about create your own universe, the satisfaction, your life-force?
I'm not afraid of another expression, so what about and on and on and on (?)
Eyes open... who are you? ...ruined my memory, memory.
Too open... I'm nothing... the expression weakens,
Come on, come on, oh come on
I'm nothing, nothing... no no no...
You don't know what you're doing it, doing it for.
You don't know what you're doing it, doing it for.
You don't know what you're doing it, doing it for.
You don't know what you're really doing it for...