Ultradust

Fold Zandura

there is no place for us in this turning world


we're like the sadness of an ocean


we're both the nearest waves and the farthest shores


and they'll never ever really begin to understand





there is no time for us on this spinning earth


today, tomorrow is set in motion


and though we might be living in our finest hour


they could never ever really begin to understand





the world is not in our hands to hold


we are ultradust caught in its spin and flux


all the while, revolving perpetual


dreaming, waiting to break free





there is no place for us in this turning world


we're like the sadness of an ocean


we're both the nearest waves and the farthest shores


and they'll never ever really begin


they could never ever really begin


they will never ever really begin to understand