Songtext von Lost Symphony

Two-sided through four sides We slide Are we up, are we down? Twirling round and round Spectral spaces found Leaves enjoy their autumn Do you like the fall? Suppose yourself above it all In our self-made worlds Well, I met her when an old established Twining friendship failed You'd think by now It would be right, that I'm not nailed To some obscure note That runs along a board In our self-made worlds Do we rote Changes into harmony Revolutions oiled to that symphony