I am throes of my denial,logic in me crumbles,i take this fateful I am throes of my denial,logic in me crumbles,i take this fateful Eu sou a dor que eu recuso, a lógica que desintegra, eu tomei este ride ride caminho Through my mind Through my mind Através da minha mente Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion Sonhos fluindo e limpando através do cais da confusão morna I'm one with this beautiful disorder I'm one with this beautiful disorder Eu sou o único com esta linda desordem Another world, wasthis the transition? Another world, wasthis the transition? Outro mundo, foi isso a transição? Slowly I returned to the familiar,spiralling in costant flux Slowly I returned to the familiar,spiralling in costant flux Vagarosamente eu volto para os íntimos, espiralando em um fluxo constante What have I created? What have I created? O quê tenho criado?