I can't believe it's you
No mirage or echo
I felt you, yes it's true
So hard to connect though
The days will form
After the storm of cognizance subsides
For now enjoy the innocence

I can't imagine what will be
In your earliest memories

Just dream your time away
I see no better use for it
For soon you'll be awake
Then you'll have to get used to it
The filtered light will brighten
Our voices clear as chimes
We all must succumb to gravity

I can't imagine what will be
In your earliest memories