Patterns (BOKKA Remix)

There's nothing new under the sun
Everything's already been lost or won
Needing the shapes of the past
Forever however long it lasts
All these patterns of sand
Tracing the lines in my hand
Tracing the lines in my hand
And I'm all in here and you're all out there

Everything you hear everything you do
Everything you taste everything is nothing new
Everything you feel everything you say
Everything that's dear everything just goes away
There's nothing to see here
There's nothing to see here
All these patterns of sand

Tracing the lines in my hand
Tracing the lines in my hand
And I'm all in here and you're all out there

Reason scrapes us away from our bones
Reason drains all the trace of unknown
And far far far far away
Miles and miles away
You'll never know the end

And all these patterns of sand
Tracing the lines in my hand
Tracing the lines in my hand
And I'm all in here and you're all out there
And I'm all in here and you're all out there
And you're all out there and I'm all in here