Everything I see is me
Everything seems real or something between
Fabricated worlds of light
Pulsing through the fabrics of what is time

Are you really who you think you are
Are you just a product from a star
Do you really trust all of the things you say
Do you really feel all of this pain

Meaningless does not describe
The other side of what it is we can't see
Climbing it's way up your spine
Dissipating right before both your eyes

Do you think that there's a way back home
From being lost out here in the cold
But can you really trust even the smallest thing
It all adds up till it's all we know

Touch the ground
Feel the Sun
Be the world
Turn to dirt

Does it matter
If there's
Something else
Anyway

Touch the ground
Feel the Sun
Be the world
Turn to dirt

Does it matter
If there's
Something else
Anyway

Touch the ground
Feel the Sun
Be the world
Turn to dirt

Does it matter
If there's
Something else
Anyway

Touch the ground
Feel the Sun
Be the world
Turn to dirt

Does it matter
If there's
Something else
Anyway