Vinyl Williams - Inner Space | Текст песни

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• Inner Space

Where've you gone to, gone to, gone to?
Where've you gone to, gone to, gone to?
Can you feel it sometimes how we really are masters of time?

Fractals of the mind cannot be bound by 12
Those that don't exist do not create themselves

Fractals of the mind cannot be bound by 12
Those that don't exist do not create themselves

Where've you gone to, gone to, gone to?
Where've you gone to, gone to, gone to, gone to?
Is it longing that decides to be the death of inner space?
If you're going to face me, face my mind, face me, face my mind