6.09.2014

Treading Paper

“(…)

But our hearts tell a different story;
Our hands feel a different pulse.

Something fathomless, deeper than our pride can dive;
Numinous, higher than our hearts can rise,
Transcendent, further than our thoughts can reach;
Immanent, closer than the air we breathe.”

Thrice – Treading Paper

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