I won't think it,

I won't speak it

But I feel it

And I see it,

And it comes down,

And surrounds us,

With sensation,

With perfection, without purpose

And there's color, and there's light,

And there's movement

On the other side of the world



With each movement

New reactions, cause sensations,

which move through us,

And the warm wind,



Kissed your body

And the sun was rising, on the other

Side of the world

And there's color, and there's light,

And sensation

On the other side of the world



Now I breathe it,

And I see it,

Before thinking,

And it's perfect, without purpose

And they're rising,

On the other side of the world