Filip Oscar - Honeycomb Lyrics

So you may think this turns
An awkward angle, bent in shape
The busy mind of a deep soul is the lazy mind of beauty
The busy mind of a deep soul is the lazy mind of beauty

But of all the time in the world
We can't escape the distance

Onto the ground where you'd stare
If your fingers could spark the air
It would create a honeycomb and pour out the purest springs
It would create a honeycomb and pour out the purest springs

But of all the time in the world
We can't escape the distance
But of all the time in the world
We can't escape the distance