[Intro]
In a rain chamber seconds chiming
And still the magic of the spring crystalline colors
Painting walls of memories and unglanning stories
Their beginnings and ends unreachable
Elopping the mountains cape
Into hidden spaces and hidden burning absolute feelings
As felt as stream tears damps your eyes
Ahhh

In a rain chamber seconds chiming
And still the magic of the spring crystalline colors

A capture and pink dream moment spike
8 difference, it is in my hands, not yours, pushed away losing
You lost, I win, I surf the dream rain platforms