There was an esoteric land Unknown from the world Hidden behind reason And higher consciousness A mythical place Neither on land Nor, in the sky Somewhat in-between The scene and unseen Only penetrating vision Could conjure the position The axis of power Everything white The minds and bodies Pristine and clear Outside the realm of everyday So much more was there Full consciousness And soul’s originality Empowered the inhabitants In the esoteric land
Butterflies don't exist when you talk to me. Instead, I feel at ease, as though I've known you my entire life. The rest of the world is silenced to a low buzz, not quite "you and I", yet we still have our very own ittle infinity.
She has spent day after day looking Searching For someone to promise to Never leave She's been walked out on her whole life People escaping from her But when things fall into place She doesn't know how to Actually coexist with another So she leaves She is the girl who is always left But she is also The girl who never stays
How I feel As it is understood to myself I know I find myself in a moment That is all mine No one else at this moment Feels this It is only I No one else is seeing this From my angle No one else's heart is beating as mine is Along with the sound of it We may all feel a rush But it is different for all of us This is mine I could take centuries to describe it to you But it would NEVER be right It will ALWAYS be mine
The further away The stronger the pull The lesser the doubt The wilder the drive The warmer the heart The greater the want The tighter the embrace The deeper the love