All these people surrounding me
sometimes you don't see them again you see
There's something precious in a soft gaze
A thousand worlds in a mind I find
the questions subtle, mutable
where is your voice from?
Familiar words, familiar faces
Ideas thought once to be mine I find in your mind
Do thoughts spread near or far?
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
All these people surrounding me
sometimes you don't see them again you see
There's something precious in a soft gaze
A thousand worlds in a mind I find
the questions subtle, mutable
where is your voice from?
Familiar words, familiar faces
Ideas thought once to be mine I find in your mind
Do thoughts spread near or far?
