it's fascinating to thinknthat i'll never see menor you, younthrough the eyes of anothernobjective observernisn't it crazy to benof a species who's cursed withnthe knowledge ofnbeginnings & endsnnuniversal connectionnentangled in this spider webnif one falls off we all fall deadnbut ignore it nand pretend that you don't carenyou keep running aheadnbut you can't catch upnfeet blistered and sorenyour running has lost it's reasonnnso i choose to hide behind nthis furry facenand my illusion of what'snwrong and rightnthat's right, i choose to hide behindnthis empty spacenand my idea of what'sndark and light