Realtime, slow motion, everything seems bent out of shapeElevate, high enough, till you reach what's aboveYour power of perceptionEffective, slow motion, is slowing down the pulse of our generationColours of light hit the night and are lost by the force of our persuasionChorus 1:Things aren't too clear, and the more I seeThings disappear momentarily.Things aren't too clear, and the more I seeThings disappear momentarilyAnd the more I seeMomentarilyI know it's nearly overUnwinding, ultrasoundingIn your mind, in your mindChorus 2:Things aren't too clear, and the more I seeThings disappear momentarily.Things aren't too clear, and the more I seeThings disappear momentarilyAnd the more I seeAnd the more I see.