[Verse 1]
A bubble floating up
A perfect pink sky
Dodging bullets on the go
One could look too much at their reflections
One could see them tear a hole
One could see them tear it all

[Chorus]
The intervals that we know, they don't make a change
They don't overshadow us in any way

[Verse 2]
Nearly drowned in thought, almost gone there
"Dodging needles takes a lot
Being up here, you could drop
Every bubble has its pop
You'll become what you are not"

[Pre Chorus]
And suddenly it's in your eyes

[Chorus]
The intervals that we know, they don't make a change
They don't overshadow us in any way
[Bridge]
Our touch crosses oceans

[Verse 3]
A bubble floating up
A perfect pink sky
Moving closer, getting near
Almost quiet, almost clear