Darkest, round source of gold
Floating flawlessly as we dance touchless

If there's truth on the stars
We could always keep going for a moment in time
As if days take longer than years
So young we fear
Oh older we're pleased
But where is the thrill around the echo?

I saw medusa turn to stone
Pretend to lead at my own show
No time, no past, no future too
Just breath and get perspective
Hot lava running through our senses
Spread out, extensive deadly roots
No time, no past, no future too
Just breath and get perspective