A prism is only walls
I found the fair light blossom to be sour
My arms will not be bars
And beneath the soil the real cost
You can to me carelessly I am iris and the lense
The well now is your support
The bridge adjusting to the water, water, water, water
You came to me carelessly I am iris and the lense
In auto suggested pathways you are caught
The bridge adjusting to the water, water, water, water
The level inside will rise, a fallen monument lies