my mind is a mountain

the cold escapes, my heart is drenched through, fate comes pouring down

trip out

negative space in cycles been caught on our radar

we've been waiting here patiently locked in this state clocking our time

the storm remains and my heart's entrenched new fate explores me now

trip out

why do we bathe in this psyche? Remain calm in our mental

we display it in our patience locked in this stage plotting our time

now we sail (into) the storm implodes (around) exploring your fate

now we sail, we're starting now - behold!

negative space in cycles destroying our mental

remains in our conscious constant