Dim the light,
everything I have and now drop it
just to leave the lifeline, to stop it.
Never took the time to realize
my body's uptight.
Took a deep breath just to block it.
I will never find the words to calm it.
You are my eyelid,
I am your…
Everything is losing trance.
Tell me to stay and I run into your arms,
I'll be in the palm of your hand.
Dim the light,
rushing through my veins
and I'm dropping,
buried underneath the grime that blackens
my mind, my eyesight,
my borders, my tides,
always in between heights and deepness,
giving up myself only to not keep this.
You'll always be caught in dropping, dropping.
Everything is losing trance.
Tell me to stay and I run into your arms
I'll be in the palm of your hand.
I'll be at one with you
