One day soon
Let's talk about love
Like we talk about food
Generously and then
Without irony
Nothing exists
Unless you will it to
And ceases to never not exists to cease
Though it happens that I never be more sure of my physical reality
That when in love or leaving it behind
I got it figured out (x4)
Tomorrow (and for the rest of our lives)
Together sat against stone
With a man full of synthesis
To keep us in air
Or not depending on what's on
Though it happens that I'm talking with a man
That believes in the christian god - I think
Not the crazy one who rates what we become
I got it figured out