Contact from Horizons by Painted Palms

It’s alright, we do not have to move, let’s stay a while
I’ve been given eyes for hunting and I see for miles
Center of a motion blur, it just seems still to me
I’ve been given hands for reaching out to what I see

Changes in the weather, they don’t change a thing for me
Senses unaffected, I just hover in the breeze
Getting closer, I can feel it, let it come to me
I’ve been given hands for reaching out to what I see

Looking out and in, I am the stillness all around
It’s moving through me, all the silence in the sound
No, you can’t erase it, the stillness all around
All the empty spaces, the silence in the sound

• Pop
• headphone music
• San Francisco