ZEROMAX - Atmosphere Original Mix

Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.
Floating through the cosmic dust and leaving waste behind.
Escaping from the gravity that's trapping up the mind.
The pressure of the city blocks is starting to erase
As I am diving deeper into panoramic space.
Every single frequency that's moving through the air
Is melting all the heavy stress and artificial care.
One wave, one breath, losing touch with solid ground.
Drifting in the ocean of a transcendental sound.
I used to feel the limitations holding back my flight.
Stuck inside the neon maze, searching for the light.
But now the oxygen is pure and everything is clear.
I'm living in the zone where disappearing is not fearing—
Until the baseline makes the solar system shake.
I will ride the current of the choices that I make.
Bake atmosphere.
Vinyl crackle breathing while the filtered senses end.
Watching how the melodies and starry backgrounds blend.
No more friction from the ground; the friction is a ghost.
I am locked into the frequency that elevates the most.
The sub bases a heartbeat vibrating through the dark,
Leaving on the canvas of the night a glowing mark.
One flow, one flight, cutting through the stratosphere.
Making all the noise of tomorrow disappear.
Now the stars are aligning like patterns on a grid.
Opening the secrets that the heavy shadows hid.
Maybe every cloud that tried to block the open view
Was a cosmic portal just to make the vision new.
And until the sun rise turns the starlight into dawn,
I will let the atmosphere just carry me along.
Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.
Atmosphere.