Are you with the music?

Hasting through my expiring skin

Towards climactic departure, ayyahh

Pores in me open a new ohhhohohohhh

A forgotten jardín I reminisce in my lungs

My soul glides these rivers

Passing away color to swell in yayehhayay

I quiver merciful for strumming guitarra

There, rare soprano so high I celebrate

Kaleidoscope heights hold my heyyah

Sanctuary of ripples in the a cappella