Quantum Mechanics - Project Pitchfork

The fabric of death

The stitches of life

The color of words

Will blur in time

I walk on your path

But we will never ever meet

Yet again there’s a connection sheet

That origins in our heat

Forever they talk

Never they change

So we built this temple

To embrace the time

The fabric of death

The stitches of life

The color of words

Will blur in time

Now you talk in my dreams

As I walk on these ancient streets

On this corner I look in your eyes

And the love I feel will bridge the times

Only love will bridge the time

Only love will bridge the time

Only love will bridge the time