Unni Wilhelmsen
Feel It
See her standing
Watch him looking
A fly is entering a jar of jam
Separated by dimensions
This repeats itself in time...

Get the notion
Feel it coming
Try to avoid it if you can
Separated by a visible nothing
It's bound to be just a matter of time

Feel it...

Imagine the river
Imagine the sea
At a certain point they become one
Separating people and land
Like always, 'till the end of time

Feel it...