Well I have a home
Longing to roam
I have to find you
I have to meet you
Sanctum your face
Slowing your pace
I need your guidance
I need to seek my -
Innervision
Innervision
My pupils dance
Lost in a trance
Your sacred silence
Losing your violence
Stars in their place
Mirror your face
I have to find you
I need to seek my -
Innervision
Innervision
Innervision
It's never too late
To re-invent the bicycle
Spell brings forth energy
Your life giving you force
Vision
Innervision
Innervision
Innervision
Innervision
Innervision
Your sacred silence
Losing your violence
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