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Snow's white, Rhythm of the window,
Floating landscape, Ever lasting road,
The feeling overflow, clouds inside sunset,
I'm in a hurry, Darkness tell a time

My present is going away. Vivid past is waiting there.
It waits on the road's end. I'll jump across the line.

The light connects the time. The sound gets over the light.
The cool breeze conveys many sounds. And I can feel it.

What is the thing your eyes see?
What is the thing my hands touch?
Everything is gone make us.
And we are with everything.

A break in the clouds, Contrast of mountains,
Passing colors, Ever lasting road,
Memories in flashback, flowers in the garden,
Blade of the truth, Wave of reality

The distance between now and then, Times never ascend.
But future go to past. I'll jump across the line.

The light connects the time. The sound gets over the light.
The cool breeze conveys many sounds. And I can feel it.

What is the thing your eyes see?
What is the thing my hands touch?
Everything is gone make us.
And we are with everything.