As I lay, floating on the surface, feeling the water leaning the pain
Analyzing the system, organizing with method my cores of thoughts
I open my mouth and speak words of nothing, doubting the mere existence of sound
Infinite, no limits, easier than limitation, one single number: the meaning of it all
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Heavy dark curtains suddenly open, revealing a bright light, a singular star
Decoding the life code, a constant ratio, discovering God is made of numbers
Horizons now vanish, no more frustration in finding the secret behind a cold wall
Keeping eye contact, I can't look away, it feels like I'm seeing for the first time
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Beriedir - The Line Lyrics
Beriedir - The Line Lyrics
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As I lay, floating on the surface, feeling the water leaning the pain
Analyzing the system, organizing with method my cores of thoughts
I open my mouth and speak words of nothing, doubting the mere existence of sound
Infinite, no limits, easier than limitation, one single number: the meaning of it all
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Heavy dark curtains suddenly open, revealing a bright light, a singular star
Decoding the life code, a constant ratio, discovering God is made of numbers
Horizons now vanish, no more frustration in finding the secret behind a cold wall
Keeping eye contact, I can't look away, it feels like I'm seeing for the first time
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Analyzing the system, organizing with method my cores of thoughts
I open my mouth and speak words of nothing, doubting the mere existence of sound
Infinite, no limits, easier than limitation, one single number: the meaning of it all
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Heavy dark curtains suddenly open, revealing a bright light, a singular star
Decoding the life code, a constant ratio, discovering God is made of numbers
Horizons now vanish, no more frustration in finding the secret behind a cold wall
Keeping eye contact, I can't look away, it feels like I'm seeing for the first time
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Spheres, connected below the surface by drawings and circles, bent by the time
Sources of knowledge, against the opinion of thousands of blind men imposing a line
Writer: Stefano Nusperli
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid