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Cubic Nomad - A Hollow Echo Of The Voice lyrics


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Afloat between your lens and your gaze
The last consideration to go across my gray matter
And its salubrious deliquescence is
Whether or not I’ll swim
Whether I’ll be able to breathe
Whether I’ll live like before

I’m caught in the bubble of your breath
It locks me in, drives me mad
Confined to speak alone, I talk and listen
Ask questions and answer myself
I hum, I think I sing
I breathe in, breathe in and don’t explode
I’m no one

Behind the wall of hydrogen and oxygen
Very clear, almost illuminated, you allow me to think
That the root of the wind is water
And the atmosphere smells of salt and microbes and intimacy

And in that instant comes the low echo of a beyond beyond
A language archaic and soaked in syllables
And accents suited for re-de-trans-forming

Giving light, giving birth
The hollow echo of the voice which speaks alone

Afloat between your lens and your gaze
The last consideration to go across my gray matter
And its salubrious deliquescence is
Whether or not I’ll swim
Whether I’ll be able to breathe
Whether I’ll live like before

I’m caught in the bubble of your breath
It locks me in, drives me mad
Confined to speak alone, I talk and listen
Ask questions and answer myself
I hum, I think I sing
I breathe in, breathe in and don’t explode
I’m no one

Behind the wall of hydrogen and oxygen
Very clear, almost illuminated, you allow me to think
That the root of the wind is water
And the atmosphere smells of salt and microbes and intimacy

And in that instant comes the low echo of a beyond beyond
A language archaic and soaked in syllables
And accents suited for re-de-trans-forming

The hollow echo of the voice which speaks alone

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