Music: Chris Sohre
Lyrics: Ray Colby



Unfolding a shape out of thin blue air
Sparking at me
Thriving with life
And forming up from the floor
Which we now share willing

Molten
Suddenly there's no separation
With emotion
And rhythm
We cross into each other

There's a reason
In endless bonds of pressure
Sealing the mineral of time

To us
As polished plate silver
We shine to each other

An open set
Elements without pair
whether it's now, here, or out
Together
To be complete

Both with age
Many will rust
But in combination
There shall be no doubt
In a plate of trust

Unfolding a shape out of thin blue air .........



Andy Zadrozny: Contrabass
Chris: Piano, Bells, Vocals