I still remember that day, When I was back on my way. I still remember that day, When I was back on my way.

That evening and night I guess I am enough to define That evening and night I guess I am enough to define

Certain people just dissolve into your soul, Like chimes they hang on your heart side window... Certain people just dissolve into your soul, Like chimes they hang on your hear...

  "If I had synaesthesia, would my metaphors jump to life?"   "If I had synaesthesia, would my metaphors jump to life?"

My vessel is buffeted: By the constant battering My vessel is buffeted: By the constant battering

See, see what is flowing there, Just moving like tip-toeds See, see what is flowing there, Just moving like tip-toeds