Neumatic Parlo - Airplane Lyrics

Gliding on a golden river
On my sweeping expectations
Easy matter building higher
To a complex stranger thing

Passing waves of growing pressure
Keeping down what wants to rise
Shallow scapes are getting closer
Vaguely blinding compositions

Will my issues linger on?
Will I ever reach the shore?

Sight and vision near each other
Future seeming close to touch
Undeniable deconstruction
Of the shell that closed it up

Glowing sunlight illuminates my eyes
Dreaded seeds spreads wider when I cry
In a little while... We will all burn
And a silence ends up all that's left of
Everyone I know