

Silent room
You trace the geometric line (mmmmm)
Leaving soon
Before the patterns realign
Under the cold design
We lean into the bend (ahhh)
Waiting for a sign
That we can comprehend
Fading light
We watch the colors disconnect (oh)
Out of sight
A shape we didn't quite expect
Under the cold design
We lean into the bend (ahhh)
Waiting for a sign
That we can comprehend
Just a quick flash
Then it's gone (mmmm)