(ahh… ooh… ahh…)
Light bends through veils of tone
The pulse is slow, the air a throne
Waves of sound cascade and blend
Through endless halls that have no end
No voice alone — the mass sustains
Through drifting chords, the light remains
Celestial Drift — we float, we soar
Through harmonic tides, forevermore
Celestial Drift — the currents weave
A living sky we can perceive
(Tik — tok — subtle waves)
The shimmer bends — a floating maze
Choir and string in gentle play
Suspended night, a silver sway
Strings entwine in cascading flow
Choir sustains the undertow
Percussion hints, a pulse subdued
A gentle motion, interlaced with mood
(ahh ooh ahh — ahh ooh ahh)
Time dissolves — the sound extends
Immense, expansive — it never ends
(The drift remains… infinite… alive…)
