[00:00.00]A Moment of Clarity （晰时刻）-Her Name Is Calla
[02:09.904]And nightly they invade picking away the scar tissues
[02:29.657]So I can dream without black holes and without white noise
[02:56.974]The city sleeps under cold delicate stars
[03:14.822]Never winning or recovering
[03:21.12]And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
[04:47.272]And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
[04:58.480]And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
[05:10.320]And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking
[05:22.80]And that sound is the crunch of the human spirit breaking