[ Featuring The Pinch, submarinated ]
(Blinding our vision, blocking our mission)
Yeah, it's just enough
I wouldn't wanna f*ck it up
We smile a lot
Nothing much to hop about
And all we got
It means a lot
We got enough
And even more
Is on the way
Is on the way
(Way, way, way, way)
(Now we gonna be)
Moving in rhythm
(The future light)
Not so close
The algorithm much too cold
Now and then
Here and there
Up and above just look
Around
Inside you find
True light
(True light so bright)
I'm in a field
Field of dreams
Standing tall
Flying still
Yellow hues
Morning view
Things are nice
Somehow right
When you're here
It's alright
Alright, alright
And now we are
Moving in rhythm
(The future light)
Not so close
The algorithm, much too cold
It's in the game we play
You just have to figure out
(Vision)
But don't shout out loud
What's real or fiction?
All day
In the fields
