Chaotic feelings like stars
Disturbing thinking, nightmares
We are still here and not here
Guess what is real, not real


There's no beginning no end
Nor pressure nor light
Nor density, nor dark
Existing we float


I am here, but not here
I can't be, can I?
When it starts, it's over
I can't be, can I?

Creation is just a word
There is no time, no space
We've come from nowhere, and now
To the nowhere we are back

But keeping fight with no doubts
cs if it changes the ground
That isn't even so real
Surreal

I am here, but not here

I can't be, can I?

When it starts, it's over

I can't be, can I?