What sort of pressure and what kind of force
Must there have been to drive you here?
Was it uplifting or was it deformed?
Faulting and rifting, you folded
What does it feel like to fall
In slow motion despite it all?
There's no time to think it through
When we're connected over the blue
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited
What sort of wisdom and what kind of thought
Must here have been to scatter you?
So far and random, your heavenly bodies
Still see the faint light in your eyes
What does it feel like to fall
In slow motion despite it all?
There's no time to think it through
When we're connected over the blue
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited
Everything is moving so fast
I am unlimited

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