Up the down hill, off the road and into the skies.
Beating of the heart, a racing pulse and alive.
So low the slow beats, inside my head I created feel.
Not happening while I'm awake, this little space that you make.
Explaining what a song says and not listening to any words.
Just plain chords trying to speak, making twice and thirds.
Softness of the strings, the velvet around my ears.
The openness to weird and incoherent fears.
Turning things big and small, a smell, a taste and a wall.
No differences, its making me twitch, involuntarily the world seems to switch.
My eyes are eyes are your eyes my eyes?
Unable to see, or see well, unable to differ any of the rest.
I've been awake for so long, my heart is racing with the song.
Song, yes I found a way. A way to break this circle, a way to break the chain.
Just look at what I've got, notice myself in a box.
I will make it stay, make this time never go away.
Right then I picked the scientific factor, and lost myself into the lines.
What my future self, was trying hard to make me realize.
Keep going for what you have, don't let the alternative blind you.
You're here to admire and imagine what lies beyond nature and confusion.
The interstellar connection that you feel everyday, is real music.
Irrelevant, irrational and negative molds that we've become.
Must change, must kill, must die to believe and overcome.
No sign of regret, no hint of faith.
A lie, liar. No hate.
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