Nothing
Nothing
Tumbling over for nothing
What's that hovering
Nothing
Looking up at the
Something
No one said it was
Nothing
No thing
Not thing
No
Nothing
Follows after the
Something
Silence isn't
Becoming
Mantles blessed and
Floating
No one said it was
Nothing
No thing
Not thing
No
Take head of this ode
It is real, it is old
The temples of gold
Floating up in the glow
One day you will know
How it feels
Tumbling over for nothing
What's that hovering
Nothing
Looking up at the
Something
No one said it was
Nothing
No thing
Not thing
No
Nothing
Follows after the
Something
Silence isn't
Becoming
Mantles blessed and
Floating
No one said it was
Nothing
No thing
Not thing
No
Take head of this ode
It is real, it is old
The temples of gold
Floating up in the glow
One day you will know
How it feels
Credits
Writer(s): Lionel Williams, Marina Aguerre
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