White Noise

Drifting, wondering, bleached by the beyond and the fight

Faced it, fought it, played it

I was high in the light

I see through the globe

I hear through the world that I want to

I hold to live, to the left, to the right, to the front, to the outside

In the beginning, Time was stretching its back

White noise, backwards reasons I forgot to heed

In the lie

I see through the globe

I hear through the world that I want to

I fall to the left, to the right, to the front, to the outside

When the colors of your face explode in the sun, showing me the shades

I fall to the left, to the right, to the front, to the outside

I see through the globe

I hear through the world that I want to

I hold to live, to the left, to the right, to the front, to the outside

In the colors of your face, exposed, showing me the shades

I fall to the left, to the right, to the front, to the outside

Nothing turns me into something, all around