3oneroom - Thermoloop Lyrics

Here
Between the sheets
On distant shores
You're touching ground
I'm getting bored
Through thick and thin
Too far below
You're dodging darts
I'm taking notes

Beyond the sea of shimmering gold
You're catching fire
I'm growing cold
Beyond the source of clattering thoughts
You're going wild
I'm growing old

Here
A brimming cup
To absent friends
You're gliding by
I'm mixing meds
Some gasping sound
Between your words
You're touching ground
I'm getting bored

Before the crown of logical thorns
You're catching fire
I'm growing old
Before the drive to let it all go
You're going wild
I'm growing cold

Can't take it back
But it's all my own