The night's designed to run low
Scared it hides under the car
The hue dissolves so slowly
Dotted lines in white
A blinding feeling
First-hand healing
Flares connect in flow
The wheels are spinning and
They will keep on spinning as
Hands smudge out the road
Unity
Moving forth in the lane
The grey is pale, begins to fade
Spaceship, a leap off the ground
Thinking of a new direction
With points in time creating networks
It blends in well with the sound of
Unity
Fragments of collision arround, they nestle up
Our shoulders drawing close to a point of...
Fragments of collision surround and crash on us
Pushing closer to the state of...
Unity
