A serpent feeling when you walk and the snow remembersnEvery step a trail of thought and introspectionnI cant sleep todaynGot feelings but I don’t know how hard they are to tracenA lucid dream a quarry of thoughts for my takingnSimple sounds that make up noise a static prisonnI don’t know the name for feeling this derangednI got to make the right impressionnThis is the moment of our livesnI’m going to store it in my mindnBottle your echo for a keepsakenDrink voice numb the heartachenAnd our bodies will never be foundnWere more beautiful on our ownnAnd this is our lifestylenA tempered reason a vanished thought a rescue missionnI quicken pace so as not to distort the initial visionnHow hard it is to learn the meanings and the words