Prism Glide

Luminous interfaces glow

Trace the lines we used to know (ooh)

Suspended in the light

Ready for the flight

We rise into the bright design

Falling forward, out of time

We are woven in the lines (ahhh)

Corridor of quiet sound

Feet are lifted off the ground

We rise into the bright design Falling forward,

out of time

We are woven in the lines

We rise...