Текст песни Blackwall

Congregation of a dreamer To populate miles with conscious thought A collection of our rut (Hello) A believer, perceiving all time and spectacle Without a body, physical Hello, hello Not quite here with nowhere to go (hello, hello) Loving for a gifted to go (Hello) Congregation of a dreamer To populate miles with conscious thought A collection of our rut (Hello) A believer, perceiving all time and spectacle Without a body, physical (A life I've come to know) (A believer, perceiving all time and spectacle) (Without a body, physical) (A life I've come to know)