Testo Collide

In another place
Another sense of time
Creation in my eyes
Slip as tethers fade
Tune a frequency and glide
Beyond this mortal fire

Other single states Left drifting in the wake
Still a unity of one
Stepping back to view
A frame extending on all sides
Creation in my eyes

We are too young,
Too innocent to see what is right before our eyes
Nothing before, nothing will end, we never truly die
Like a spark of energy cries for life and ignites
One day we'll realise that all worlds must collide