It is as if
When laying on the grass
Face to the sky
Which we all do
We see high noon through one eye
And midnight through the other
Which we all don’t
Bright then Dark
Breakneck speed
It is enough
It is as if
When laying on the grass
Face to the sky
Which we all do
We see high noon through one eye
And midnight through the other
Which we all don’t
Bright then Dark
Breakneck speed
It is enough
