Quiet...,


Still...,


You Feel There´s Nothing Goin´on,


Untill...


You Realize...


The Space Behind Your Eyes Is Filling-up,


With Something Like Peace,


You Thoughts Sees,


Pleasure Grows In Your Soul,


(Then In A Echo:)


The Space Behind Your Eyes Is Filling-up,


With Something Like Peace,


You Thoughts Sees,


Pleasure Grows In Your Soul.....