Album: Nu Jazz, Volume 2
This world is not like mine
This future's far behind
Suddenly
I have no points of reference now
So suddenly
Our magnetic worth
Won't point the same way north
So suddenly
I'm free to fall
Far away from it all
But i can't move at all
This plan is not like mine
These walls aren't my design
Suddenly
I have no scale or balance now
So suddenly
These creases are folding in and up
And closing
Suddenly
I'm free to fall
Far away from it all
But i can't move at all