Glass Hammer - Lliusion lyrics
[Glass Hammer - Lliusion lyrics]
In time outtakes of silken pleasure ever lost
Slight focal points of crossing
Threads that never seem to get it all across
That fiber haunts you
And yet each meeting takes you further in
Each sharing subtle shades of
Lightjoythe blinding of your eyes
The passion that relinquishes all being
Sharpflowand nothing more to know
Perception is the essence of our seeing
Touch topographic tales inconsequential tones
Wrapped up in tragic triviality
The farce of fleeting copulation
The death we live by
And still each day the tick tock lilies bloom
And still each day I feel the
Timestreamdance tendrils of your mind
Caress my soul and call it forth to seeing
Fallfastto emptiness at last
Deception is the essence of our being
Two touch and three are made
Animal's grunt and human beings
Come forth from dust
You can't trust your own eyes
You can't trust your own sighs
You can't trust your own wise musings
But, you do anyway confusion is reality!
Slight angel dancer bamboo
Razor drawing blood
Give birth to butterflies of
Deepening maturity so radiant
Or did I blink?
You know it's carpe diem laissez-faire
We grow immortal through the
Slight focal points of crossing
Threads that never seem to get it all across
That fiber haunts you
And yet each meeting takes you further in
Each sharing subtle shades of
Lightjoythe blinding of your eyes
The passion that relinquishes all being
Sharpflowand nothing more to know
Perception is the essence of our seeing
Touch topographic tales inconsequential tones
Wrapped up in tragic triviality
The farce of fleeting copulation
The death we live by
And still each day the tick tock lilies bloom
And still each day I feel the
Timestreamdance tendrils of your mind
Caress my soul and call it forth to seeing
Fallfastto emptiness at last
Deception is the essence of our being
Two touch and three are made
Animal's grunt and human beings
Come forth from dust
You can't trust your own eyes
You can't trust your own sighs
You can't trust your own wise musings
But, you do anyway confusion is reality!
Slight angel dancer bamboo
Razor drawing blood
Give birth to butterflies of
Deepening maturity so radiant
Or did I blink?
You know it's carpe diem laissez-faire
We grow immortal through the