Let It Live (Beatless)

What's there left I haven't felt Since I've known you? What else is there left to come? What do you know? Creaked open a cellar door First the deluge, then pasture Moving house was natural Fared with the flow The margins moved To soften the boundaries From slanted bents Now mended to gaze It's hard to believe you're here And I'm here and we're coming back You heard me out Without a string And let it live... How'd we find such pleasure In so few a moment Rhthyhm keeping a measure While we're on the go Alone in rooms together Racing the hand of a master The more experience The more that we know The loving grooves we choose That fuse Those sufales we don't Refuse It's hard to believe you're here And I'm here and we're coming back You held my soul With all your heart And let it live Let it live...