Lyrics

In a room darkened Like a calming plain Draped longingly Cleansing the body The thoughts were focused Necessitating sessions Prepares herself In a sea of wraps An evenings conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide It all played quiet With a portion saved Building in vain Open and staid Ideas of purpose Gesture with a finger Angles drawn are limitless An evening's conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide In a room darkened Like a calming plain Draped longingly Cleansing the body The thoughts were focused Necessitating sessions Prepares herself In a sea of wraps An evening's conversation Ends in a sea of slides The reason for the taking Slips into the turning tide