The light inside is flowing out A mother holds her pride, and glances to the ground A key was left for her to find Her seeds were lost inside, a shroud of endless clouds Does it feel all right 'cause you seem uptight In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind A seething wave of decadence, a lost communion A scent explosion wakes your mind Afraid the clocks will stop, and all will tumble down She reached to touch the waterline A faded cloth will rot, and all began to drop Does it feel all right 'cause it seems all right In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind A seething wave of decadence, a lost communion