The air has no shape till I move in through Show the earth that I exist If there's any rhythm there to recreate It is me that moves, make no mistake
Like a scavenger envisioning the truth He only wins by asking how Cold opinions through his hot hot skin Uplifting many other flaws
So unknowing Eternity is pefectly made of you Secretly withholding Everything that matters is made of you
The wave tells no lie, and, if built up high Takes the sky and rains above Till the lakes are swollen like a lonely moutain And you can high up no more
So unknowing Eternity is pefectly made of you Secretly withholding Everything that matters is made of you.
