Relating to that uneasy feeling of wanting something so bad only to find it remains just out of our reach.

Into the Spaces

I hear your voice on the outskirts
another place of space and time
it's hazy grey forever out there
on the other side

Looking glass on the fringes
In alcoves in my mind
another way of reaching out there
on the other side

Reaching out into the spaces
that hide beneath the shadow land
just want to live among the traces
where I can free my mind...

Days pass so unrelenting
against the headwind in my mind
just gotta feel the spray on my face
and leave it all behind...

Reaching out into the spaces
that hide beneath the shadow land
just want to live among the traces
where I can free my mind...

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