Keziah Jones - Cubic Space Division Lyrics
Space and soundAre jesting with meWitness the way she agreesCubic instantlyAmazing creationSpeaking in crimsonShe's a freshly created breezeCase closed no more pleasThe fabric of surpriseIs dreaming with your eyesCool is the breath of the windAs I fall in a cubic streamWhen I speak of love dividedI can feel her deeper sorrowShe tries to teach me memory and all her favorite thingsIf only I could steal a chance I'd be with her tomorrowShe says"Tell me, Tell me, Tell me,Till this life is just a dream"Midnight is skinlightOctober to my rightApril done left meShe's gone with the Autumn breezeWhenever the seasonStarts jesting-testing with your visionCry for the color blindThe sound is oh so fineThe season has got no reasonTo believe in this crimsonWitness the way you'll be"Cubic instantly"April done left meShe's gone with the Autumn breeze