You can wander around mechanics forever and ever
I choose to look the other way
You can talk to yourself and drive yourself blind, while
The burning heat is just mind-thoughts away.

No-one ever found the body
Of he who didn't know where he was going
Tied to the future
Our past let us be

All that lot and confusion doesn't exist.
I hear children play (that's us)
I hear the sound of laughter
And I feel it for myself
Nothing exists but now.
You can't be trapped when there is only one place to be.

I want to feel the blind pure emotion that makes me cry.
It's right here.
It's everywhere.
It's independent.
And it's all over us.