Somewhere between light and music, vanishes time that does not resist. All that’s left its to paint it blue...A spell for another earned second.
It's a breath, an instant:
The troubled path of who wants to dream forever
Time’s an out of control clock running toward madness.
When the skies fade to black and fall down us, we cast that blue spell on it to reach out another breath...even if its only one.
The color of time is this instant: a second dream that does not run out.
Tryambaka - Shadows (Original Mix)
Tryambaka - Sympathy For The Parents (Original Mix)