We're waiting in gardens

Seen the crumbling cities

We're all in our minds

And it's still space-time

Imagine the others

They don't even bother

Trampolines and einstein

My twin is a man

On the other end of now

And I've slaughtered him to grow

You've gotta let go

Your only foe is clutching on

To billions of nothings

With faces of presidents on the prints of

Your thumbs

Well I say that gravity waves are a fad

That space has the properties of fluids

When atoms squeeze into the void

Which is massless, displacement's a habit

Of regions with suns and equilibriums

The energy flows

And in pours the void

Towards the space where the atom was born

And the pressure upon him is gravity

The void still remembers the days of peace

And quiet

Pure energy

It was just like divineness

Or chaos nirvana

Was just like divineness

Or pure energy was just like divineness

Or chaos nirvana