Sometimes, you just gotta walk towards the sun. Long road ahead, no map. Just a trace, a feeling, an intuition. Sometimes, we're part of no thing.
Pulling on that thread I feel it unravelling my certainties. You just keep on walking.
Plug in that gear, trace your fingers across instruments, make new sounds, hear new thoughts.
Pulling on that thread I feel it unravelling my certainties. You just keep on walking.
Plug in that gear, trace your fingers across instruments, make new sounds, hear new thoughts.
You're watching a picture being born.
