There's a drift in and out.

Anathema — Temporary Peace

Beyond this beautiful horizon, lies a dream for you and I. This tranquil scene is still unbroken by the rumours in the sky. But there's a storm closing in, voices crying on the wind. The serenade is growing colder, breaks my soul, that tries to sing. And there's so many many thoughts when I try to go to sleep; but, with you, I feel a sort of temporary peace. There's a drift in and out.

"...everything is energy; and energy is you and I."

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