H>A>K

The salt of the earth  

What is your impression?

The disparate lines

Cords into connections   

 

The language we speak

Coded by the subjects 

The spectral lines

I’m not your possession

 

I can’t tell you where you’re going 

I can’t tell I can’t tell

I can’t tell you where you’re going 

I can’t tell I can’t tell

Find the pattern where you’re going

I can tell you I can tell you

Find the pattern where you’re going

I can tell you

 

Leave me by the beach

Moulded on the surface

Corroding the rocks

Fossilised and sun blessed

 

I can’t tell you where you’re going 

I can’t tell I can’t tell

I can’t tell you where you’re going 

I can’t tell I can’t tell

Find the pattern where you’re going

I can tell you

Find the pattern where you’re going

I can tell you