Onda de Som

What feels good is a wave of sound
Condensed in the air
That makes us sway, rock, and roll
Arms in the air: Yeah, oh, yeah

Wind in my face, rain in my soul
Carries, washes, leaves
For another ground, just breath left
Dust of light, drops of silver
Our things, just ours
Condensation
No matter where it goes, it always gets bigger

From here I see nothing, can’t see you
From here I feel nothing, can’t feel you
From here I see nothing, can’t see you
From here I feel nothing
I can dive
I want to dive

Wave of sound, yeah, oh
Wave of sound, yeah, oh
Wave of sound, yeah, oh
Wave of sound