my mind is a mountain

the cold escapes, my heart is drenched through, fate comes pouring down trip out negative space in cycles been caught on our radar we've been waiting here patiently locked in this state clocking our time the storm remains and my heart's entrenched new fate explores me now trip out why do we bathe in this psyche? Remain calm in our mental we display it in our patience locked in this stage plotting our time now we sail (into) the storm implodes (around) exploring your fate now we sail, we're starting now - behold! negative space in cycles destroying our mental remains in our conscious constant