Текст песни The Art and Architecture of Mosaics

From miles above, we're all one.
We're radiant.
We're working.
I can still see the ocean's breaking waves, even in the pitch-black sky.
A summer scene painted on a stained-glass window from my memory.
Like mosaics, separate but equally important; essential.
This pulling apart brings us closer to the other side.Thin Dark Line - The Art and Architecture of Mosaics - http://ru.motolyrics.com/thin-dark-line/the-art-and-architecture-of-mosaics-lyrics.html
This pulling apart, rejoin and rejoice in the whole which we've created.
It's only our gods who have the position of witnessing our cities
That erupt like lava into roads that divide landscapes.
Clouds of smoke rise and fall over us, covering us securely in their blanket.
And there we are dashing over it all, praying never to fall,
But managing to do so.