Frigid Touch Pulse
Take it all in so fully
Feeling it thru myself
Channeling all this to me
Feeling it thru myself
Got lost in the rising sun
Fixed on the intensity of the light
Call out from the horizon
Spellbound by the echoing overhead
The sounds move near
We lean in to hear
We're moving thru the night
Thru stratosphere
The sun reappears
We move into the light
Darkness and we come undone
Caught up in the pulse of the city lights
Followed by a driving drum
Reflecting waves into the night
