How does the motion make me last I shuffle forward and then back I can be questioning my thoughts But not looking for what I lack
What is it that has my mind so hypnotized When shapes are for looking at And their colors create my mood I'm a vessel between two places I've never been
To seek a further or former design Creation as a pathogen What's more than subtle in these lines I know you're looking forward to them
What is it that has my mind so hypnotized Evolving on a thought that you've half realized Life is real only when I am (well, I am) - I am surprised That shapes are for looking at And their colors create my mood I'm a vessel between two places I've never been