Текст песни Old Friend

...if we were splinters of god

It would be natural, then,

For the mind to explore and grow like bronchioles,

It could also be said that if you listen between the spaces

That the possible directions we could choose

Are infinitely less restricted, than we thought before

Old friend old friend, distraction

Can I walk on?

Or will I attach myself to you?

... like I always seem to.
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With these stories that I cling to

When the past is never real anymore,

When the past is never real anymore.

In this longing for light,

Voyage on diversified synapses that fight

Through paralysis

I got a answer for everything in these traps I set myself,

When the possible directions I could choose

Are infinitely less restricted than I thought before

Old friend...