Sitting in the heart of reflection
It defies gravity
The circle is
Like
Simultaneous and stuff
I run like you're running out of things
But beyond this realm
My eyes are chains and light up
It's like a time when love conquers all in parallel
I meet you in something like the loud
But we hear clairaudience
They are a myth
A pendulum or something
They swing with you
Stuff like ground zero just gets disinterred
The new understanding of it as within
And so a singing reverberation made its way to us
I never knew it was kind of real when you were like kind of the same way
And you play me like a tune
And you play me like a reverb
And in a timeless void I seem to see it there
And you play me like you don't know what I want to be like
And it's love for you and it's kind of love
And it's a wonderful
Perfect you
I want it to be like kind of magical
Because it was like pure or ineffable or something
There's something
I could say or dream about this
It calls your planets and stuff
A taste of the void is looming in the parallel
Outside you only hear it when you listen clairaudience
The time bomb of parallel things
I want to tell you something different
Something like a circle
To taste galaxies or the void
To live by the fountain on the circle
It defies gravity
The circle is
Like
Simultaneous and stuff
I run like you're running out of things
But beyond this realm
My eyes are chains and light up
It's like a time when love conquers all in parallel
I meet you in something like the loud
But we hear clairaudience
They are a myth
A pendulum or something
They swing with you
Stuff like ground zero just gets disinterred
The new understanding of it as within
And so a singing reverberation made its way to us
I never knew it was kind of real when you were like kind of the same way
And you play me like a tune
And you play me like a reverb
And in a timeless void I seem to see it there
And you play me like you don't know what I want to be like
And it's love for you and it's kind of love
And it's a wonderful
Perfect you
I want it to be like kind of magical
Because it was like pure or ineffable or something
There's something
I could say or dream about this
It calls your planets and stuff
A taste of the void is looming in the parallel
Outside you only hear it when you listen clairaudience
The time bomb of parallel things
I want to tell you something different
Something like a circle
To taste galaxies or the void
To live by the fountain on the circle