We Come 1

"All the subtle flavours of my life have become
Bitter seeds and poisoned leaves without you
You represent what's true
I drain the colour from the sky
And turn blue without you

These arms lack a purpose
Flapping like a humming bird
I'm nervous 'cause
I'm the left eye, you're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come one"

Faithless - We Come 1 (adaptado livremente)

Foto: NASA