The noise outside makes it fell warm inside.
Tread rained solitude parabola curve tide
Understanding is in itself the ride
Unmistakable rise, retained disguise
Cry mask guile folding sign.
The noise inside makes it fell gold outside.
Blurred visions blown glass
Eye of the tear shine diamond skies
Soaked tender leaves crushed on max tracks
Never pressed with slow love
Take it back
Slow love take it back
Tender leaves on tap
Take your pick and wander back
The noise in space makes your feel a change of state.
Slow moaning rope burns through tandem jumps of fate
Gone with a free eighth note nightcap
NyQuil for a starlit chemical bath