with my feet upon the ground I lose myself between the sounds
and open wide to suck it in, I feel it move across my skin
I'm reaching up, I'm reaching out.
Im reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder me, whatever will bewilder me
and following our will and wind, we may just go where no-ones been
we'll ride the spiral to the end, and we may just go where no-ones been.
Best breakdown in music.
Lateralus.
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