The night's designed to run low Scared it hides under the car The hue dissolves so slowly Dotted lines in white A blinding feeling First-hand healing Flares connect in flow The wheels are spinning and They will keep on spinning as Hands smudge out the road Unity Moving forth in the lane The grey is pale, begins to fade Spaceship, a leap off the ground Thinking of a new direction With points in time creating networks It blends in well with the sound of Unity Fragments of collision arround, they nestle up Our shoulders drawing close to a point of... Fragments of collision surround and crash on us Pushing closer to the state of... Unity