Three Thousand

Slice through ice
Mindfield mics
Tone-wheel cyclones
Your thoughts mine
Wear fun death-suit
Tropical design
Blade grammar to the death
Everybody run
Some hearts bleed
So do these
Some sounds can put tides in seas
We’ll think till our minds align,
That’s when we’re slicing through time
Three thousand thoughts in our minds,
That’s when we’re slicing through time.
Three thousand thoughts in our minds,
That’s when we’re slicing through time.
We’ll think till our minds align,
That’s when we’re slicing through time
There are worlds up above
There are worlds inside
Some hearts bleed
So do these
Some sounds can put tides in seas
(Everybody run)
We’ll think till our minds align,
That’s when we’re slicing through time
Three thousand thoughts in our minds,
That’s when we’re slicing through time.