the symptoms of our getting older

the problems that say we don't mind

that most of us never get over

the memories mingled with lies



coincidence gave a confession

that no one's allowed to forget

I don't wanna give the impression

that predestination is set



the distance will increase the danger

where certainty's never enjoyed

regarded as equal yet stranger

embark then embrace then destroy



observing the process will change it

and afterwards even if you

subconsciously rearrange it

it doesn't seem any less true



remnants of thought disappearing

and even transcending concern

disturbing but somehow endearing

conditioned to never unlearn



and no one can tell me to listen

and no one can tell me what's right

'cause nobody has my permission

and no one can see in your mind

in your mind

in your mind

in your mind



when magnifications explore

there slowly emerges a pattern

the details you normally ignore

you notice really what matters



there isn't a time or a place

only an ebb and a flowing

a permanent repeating space

occuring, connecting and growing



and no one can tell me to listen

and no one can tell me what's right

'cause nobody has my permission

and no one can see in your mind

in your mind

in your mind

in your mind