Golden Alchemy

Watching the hands spin backward again

Tracing the lines where the pages began

Lost in the spaces between the design

Trying to balance the rhythm and time

(mmmmm) And the pattern repeats in the glass

Break through the frame,

let the gravity fall We are only numbers written on the wall

Turning the wheel of a silent machine

Searching for truth in a half-written dream

Fading colors in a structured mind

Left all the calculations behind (oh-oh-oh)

Lost in the spaces...