Lyric

Spinning clockwise in three dimensions

Words can’t hold these feelings—Beautiful World

Ancient humans long ago

On a battlefield without language—Beautiful World

Dreams cradled in deep blue

By a quiet lake that soothes the soul

Walking barefoot, I follow each calling voice

Led to dance, every single one

Truth or lie, a battle of minds

No words needed—here I come, Beautiful World

My heart’s always a shipwreck

Wounded by words in this reality—Beautiful World

Tasting bitter honey, I see ahead

Flickering flames across the distant shore

A white horse resting in the forest

Its mane flowing, running with grace

Truth or lie, a battle of minds

No words needed—here I come, Beautiful World

My heart’s always a shipwreck

Wounded by words in this reality—Beautiful World

Sweat shining as I reach the end

The gears of gossip keep turning

Even now, breathing, I reach out

Offering all my desires willingly

Truth or lie, a battle of minds

No words needed—here I come, Beautiful World

My heart’s always a shipwreck

Wounded by words in this reality—Beautiful World

Spinning clockwise in three dimensions

Words can’t hold these feelings—Beautiful World

Ancient humans long ago

On a battlefield without language—Beautiful World