In the Sphere - Push

Waving our hands through the invisible, What do they meet with? Particels, waves of the void, Expressions of galaxies, air we breathe, All the colours of the sky in our mind we paint, Vibrations we can't decide, Spirits of dead or unborn. What we create, our ideas, Are not in a parallel world. So beautiful, they're all around our lives, Disguised as our dreams, Unexplained entities. Expanding perfection my eyes can see The evolution of a world that keep on crying, While all the beauty hides everywhere And existence is just called soul. Look, the way she moves, the way she smiles, She moves the deepest cords of body and mind, She makes me be a fire. Yeah, she's around my dreams, An exctasy, mesemerizing beauty. My eyes could never see through her lies, Heaven must be guilty as she is, As it has to be. My eyes can see the evolution of a crying world. Yeah, she's around my dreams, An exctasy, mesemerizing beauty. My eyes could never see through her lies, Heaven must be guilty, oh!