Текст песни Spiraling — Edison's Children

sail along… going nowhere.
after all you were already there…
adrift in space, through the milky way to the promised land.
floating past the great expanse, of your own head.
celestial sea… tranquility across the heavens
a journey from what i’ve become… the emptiness
through the void of celluloid, to the darkness
it won’t be long til i’ve gone past the conscious.
you better not take too long…
you better not wait too long…