In our moods of confusion
There lies a truth larger than life
We could talk for hours and achieve nothing
The universe smiles and whispers along

Take me to a place beyond
Take me past human understanding
Show me the mechanism of creation, if there is one
Take me to a plane beyond
Take me through the membranes of dimensions
Show me the cycle of reincarnation, if there is one

In our hectic intrusion
We spit forth the worship of time
Entire worlds would suffer from a moment alone
The spirit fades and whispers goodbye

Trapped in a concrete existence
Identities merge in a oneness of grey
So if the world would suffer from my moments alone
I will never be sorry again