We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of 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
*From a song of a same title by Enigma
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