Separation isn't greater than we know
Inclinations seem to tell us that we grow
Stronger when we're not apart, and I
Think we wander from places we start (come from), and you
Seem to ponder your loses you won one, and you
Do not know all the things you have seen, and you
seen these scenes simulated in dreams, and you
seem to dream the same dreams I have dreamed (come from)
All the places they've told us before, and you
Ignore them when they knock on your door, but they
Recognize you they've seen you before, and you
Seem to dream the same dreams I have dreamed

Atlases in our mind
The map is only defined as
Captured within our dreams
The rapture masked by the scenes
That master things that we've known
The pastors preaching's have shown us
That we are not alone
And after all we have grown