That envelopes two,
That one perceives as hunger
And the other as food.
I wake in tangeled covers,
To a sash of snow,
You dream in a cartoon garden,
I could never know.
Innocent imitation, you are cast in gold,
Your image a compensation for me to hold.
Parallel lines, move so fast,
Toward the same point,
Infinity is as near as it is far
"Parallel Lines" as written by Erlend Otre Oeye Eirik Glambek Boe
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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