The Pillow کے بول

Incomprehensiblee flights of the fruit (twisted around) looping, lifting New dimensions, we construct A new model, but we never reach the way We're stuck in this world they built There's a way out (some way) Just say goodbye to the world that we've known Beyond your shoulders, above the flags Across the mountains, a new clock is here Beyond the railings, below the towns Above the highways, beyond the clouds Above the houses, beyond control Below the oceans, above the blanks