She comes in like a whisper on a northern wind
A quiet unassuming fragrance of spring in the air
It's got that primal scent of burnt Earth and lava flows
To capture the fleeting dream of it all
somehow we endure in spite of it all
On these distant islands of a ancient land
a breeze of cloud puffed blue glass skies
a breeze of cloud puffed blue glass skies
Not much chance for a second glance
Not much chance for a second glance
Guess we'll take our time
She clears the space to see forever in you
clears the space to see forever the view
on these ancient islands off a distant shore
under a dome of cloud puffed blue glass skies
a breeze of cloud puffed blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
Who knew imagination could conceive so much
and who thinks to wonder if the mind is really enough
in a world of 2d, 3d and 3 6 and zero D
Eight thousand seven hundred and seventy five miles
from nowhere to somewhere
Guess we'll take our time
yes she'll spend the dime
miles from nowhere
miles from somewhere
miles from nowhere offline
under blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
blue glass skies
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