מילים לשיר Parallel Lines – Kings Of Convenience

What's the immaterial substance
that envelopes two,
I wake in tangeled covers,
and the other as food.
that one percieves as hunger
to a sash of snow,
you dream in a cartoon garden,
I could never know.
if one the music entered, you did not retreat
in my imagination, you are cast in gold
Innocent imitation of how it would be toward the same point,
Parallel lines, move so fast,
your image a compensation for me to hold.
infinity is as near as it is far.