Banco De Gaia - Obsidian lyrics

There's this pulsating white light
It's beautiful, colours
It's like a tunnel of colours
Floating up through the tunnel of colours
They move and they flow into each other
Sometimes they mix and sometimes they don't
They're flowing through each other and on top of each other
Sometimes mixing and making the colours
Beautiful colours


The ounce of perfection
You worried away
After our reflections
Of yesterday
Yesterday, today
Green ham and eggs
With salt and butter, butter