Endless, endless.

Is that you?
Now I feel your touch
It's fading away into impulse of the beats
Is that you?
Now I hear your voice
It's fading away into chaos of the noise
Is that you?
Now I feel your mind
It's fanding away into shadows of my own
Is that you?
Now I see your face
It's fading away but I'm chasing now and still

Two points of us scattered about
On the asymptote line without end of the way
If there's no way out of their
coordinate axis of the rule the field

Is that you?
Now I feel your face
It's fading away but I'm chasing now and still
Is that you?
Now I can see your smile
It's so far away, but we're closing our distance

Is that you?
Now I see your face
Is that you?
Now I can see your smile
Two lines of closing their distance
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