Morphing Thru Time (LSD)

... et turtur nidum, ubi reponat pullos suos:
altaria tua, Domine virtutum, Rex meus, et Deus meus

We are floating over the line, let us follow our mind
All our life we'll wait for the answer, and the question is: Why?

If we're following our mind, we can glide into light
No one knows if there'll be an answer while we're morphing thru time

We are floating over the line, let us follow our mind
All our life we'll wait for the answer, and the question is: Why?
(We're just travellers in endless space)
If we're following our mind, we can glide into light
No one knows if there'll be an answer while we're morphing thru time