Armin Van Buuren

A troubled mind in search
Of a bright neon bay
I swim to shore
The only route to take
Is perfection itself
The stars lead the way
As waves make oceans complete
Fate is the shell of my beat
O how I feel all that I need
Under my thoughts under my fears
Little things I know they’re real
They make my soul complete
Little things and all they bring
Are fragments bitter sweet
Little things not everything
Coz glitter is no goal