Thirteen Senses

Incompleted rhythms of the heart killing my soul
Incompleted visionary forms taking control
Resisting all attempts to build control around here
Resisting all decisions making it so cold around here
Sooner or later the tides'll be back here
Returning for ever and changing everything
Now that all the good islands have sunk down
Into the ocean
We're deeper than you know
Communication breaks down, words escape as I speak
Communication brings the whole world down on its knees
Resisting all attempts to build control around here
Resisting all decisions making it so cold around here
Sooner or later the tides will be back here
Returning for ever and changing everything
And now that all the good islands have sunk down
Into the ocean