Songwriters: Araya Assegahegn, Jose Gabriel Gonzalez, Tobias Winterkorn Running up the hill with a new lit love Pass a silver lining and then a white dove Caught up in first names, all colors but blue Mirrors right and left, unambiguous clues
Surrounding everything a thin white smoke Rings of ornaments, out of leaves and fine strokes Helplessly engaged in a game with no end Sweet and bitter taste webs following a trend
Sweet and bitter taste
Immediate and steep lifted crossing roads Repetition will displace all eventual codes Converging heavily to a systems offshoot Unfold into a tree redirected hard root