There’s a whole in the galaxy.
And without pain you will never see
How things work in reality.
How loneliness sets you free.
How success is based on how you raise others
How insignificant you are to the sky you’re under.
How consistency is impossible, how joy is a sin.
How to live out here we must die within.
And here we are, a species alive
Content with covering our eyes.
Hedonists, addicted to happiness
And doing anything possible if to only brush up against it.
There’s a whole in the galaxy, There’s no right or wrong.
We are exactly right where we belong.
And through our pain we move with grace
There is no need to hide our face.
Still I cover up cause you’ve created
A simulation I could never agree with.
Yet among you, I was still able to find
Someone who shared a similar mind.