Stay pure bros
https://youtu.be/ZaAKX1RHu2cWe fear predictions made long ago
We exist far above the sky, and all material things
A bird that flies to the borderline
I look out over thousands of Earths
Free from gravity, it's enticing me
As I continue on to my destination
Electricity makes an arc as it's cut off
Twisted-up world, like a grapevine
A molecule bends out one hand
As though to become one with my heart
I throw my body from the pier
As though flying to the borderline between fact and fiction
Flying to the borderline between fact and fiction
I hang up the phone
No one was on the other end
Memories wash over me
The scents of the mysteries of air and rain
We fear predictions made long ago
We exist far above the sky, and all material things
