Remember well before you act as such;
Forget the smell and forget the touch.
Forget your taste, the sound, and finally the sight.
No time to waste, lose the ground, prepare yourself for the flight.
Forget the space and time, your friends and foes.
Forget the trace of rhyme, now all at once enclose.
Follow the waves into the ocean.
Follow the rain in slow-motion.
Follow the trail of the enchanting tune.
Follow the beast that’s shaking the moon.
Follow the dirt into the trash.
Follow the flames burning your flesh.
Follow the wind out of the blue.
Follow the sunbeams dancing for you.