Scent Explosion - Uranium 235

The light inside is flowing out

A mother holds her pride, and glances to the ground

A key was left for her to find

Her seeds were lost inside, a shroud of endless clouds

Does it feel all right

'cause you seem uptight

In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind

A seething wave of decadence, a lost communion

A scent explosion wakes your mind

Afraid the clocks will stop, and all will tumble down

She reached to touch the waterline

A faded cloth will rot, and all began to drop

Does it feel all right

'cause it seems all right

In a sea of relevance, riding through the wind

A seething wave of decadence, a lost communion