A Colour Cold Black - Y2k R.I.P. lyrics

Something special's in the air We'll be-come historical Merchandising superstition A magic figure We'll all be one A wonder to the sun Y2k is here Thank god for his son And they flew far away Kneedeep in dust As they walked upon the clouds They looked above And the twinkling bends of the rainbow Lightened the horizon When the rain poured down They felt so warm together When the lightnings blew They felt so warm together Is it fate or not? Is it luck what we'll share? Is it anything at all Or is our spine aware? No, this isn't truth What would you call it anyway? Text: Niki Höning