

(hummmm) Static in the air...
Supercharged veins drip like clocks in desert heat
A seraphim energy just out of reach
Battling the shapes that wear my own face We fade together in
this quiet space
Suspended in the dark,
we hover
No words left to discover
Just the hum of the machine
And we glide through the unreal haze
Lost inside these quiet,
endless days
Hold the private longing close to me
Shadows dancing on a silent screen
Midnight streets are whispering our name
Every touch and flicker feels the same
Gliding through the cold,
artificial night
We disappear before the morning light
In the haze... We fade... (ahhhh)