Coalesce - Palm Reader

With the mind’s eye open wide, the feeling will become the sight

Wake up

Wake up

To push the blame is not enough

Are we coping or just hoping for more?

Are we making the right choices?

Or are we showing our sensibilities the door?

The death of that ego brings life to a patient ghost

We welcome utopia, realised in comatose

If we choose to move from the

archetypal history of discord of the body and soul

The advantages will find us all

Welcome the reason

Like the sun in any season

Be aware of the breeze that greets you

Is it air from the lungs of evil?

We’re unable to process or come to terms with

The world we’ll face if we come to the surface

We’re unable to process or come to terms with

The world we’ll face if we come to the surface

The death of that ego brings life to a patient ghost

We welcome utopia, realised in comatose

The death of that ego brings

We welcome utopia

Wake up

To push the blame is not enough

We’re unable to process or come to terms with

The world we’ll face if we come to the surface

With the mind’s eye open wide

With the mind’s eye open wide

With the mind’s eye open wide

With the mind’s eye open wide