Your colors are never brighter
Than in the flowing rain
Muscles aching, bodies shaking
I’ll never be the same

Time slows down
Still I can’t tell
What’s gonna to happen
To this body, this shell

Minds are budding in the cosmos
Within our friction of air
Mine stopped a while ago
Still all is fine and fair

What I don’t possess devours my view
Why waste time wanting you

Time stops now
still I can’t tell
What’s going on inside
Your world, you say it’s through

It’s me that blocks the view
It’s me that blocks your view