Lyrics
His World Is Suddenly Filled With Action And Simplicity
There Is No Light But There Is Sound
It Fills Him In Great Sluggish Waves
Not Heard But Felt Through His Hundred Cells
The Cells Pulse, Separate, Contract According To The Rush Of Fluid
This Is Now The Basis Of His Being
The Flow
He Is In His Own Blood
There Is No Light But There Is Sound
It Fills Him In Great Sluggish Waves
Not Heard But Felt Through His Hundred Cells
The Cells Pulse, Separate, Contract According To The Rush Of Fluid
This Is Now The Basis Of His Being
The Flow
He Is In His Own Blood