Sheila Nicholls - Old Friend lyrics

...if we were splinters of god it would be natural, then, for the mind to explore and grow like bronchioles, it could also be said that if you listen between the spaces that the possible directions we could choose are infinitely less restricted, than we thought before old friend old friend, distraction can I walk on? or will I attach myself to you? ...like I always seem to. with these stories that I cling to when the past is never real anymore, when the past is never real anymore. in this longing for light, voyage on diversified synapses that fight through paralysis I got a answer for everything in these traps I set myself, when the possible directions I could choose are infinitely less restricted than I thought before old friend..