god forbid we're silent swear you won't tell a soul often i
pretend i'm at peace with consequence more lies to make us
confident in our judgment who will know who will notice us
we lay awake in the paradox of our space where gravity bends
light around the sun insomniacs in quest for true position
we navigate with knowledge like god time cant be protected
time is dangerous often i pretend i'm a clock and you're the
hands more lies to make them understand we're getting closer
i feel like a god