like a feather confused by the wind twisting and turning knees skinned and you keep changing your mind and i keep falling into nothing anywhere and nowhere in particular like a promise written in the sand you were meant to be till the waves came round and you keep changing your mind and i keep falling into empty and it s all or nothing in particular i count your eyelashes secretly pretend that we were meant to be but the light went out and there s no one home i count the lines around your smile hold the thought for a little while but the lights went out and there s no one home no one home
['progressive uplifting trance', 'uplifting trance', 'vocal trance']