Pockets of air that pop into existence
Nanoseconds turn into centuries
We pop again, alone always, out of reality
The cycle repeats and we turn into particles
That join with the rest of the galaxy
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC
Pockets of air that pop into existence
Nanoseconds turn into centuries
We pop again, alone always, out of reality
The cycle repeats and we turn into particles
That join with the rest of the galaxy
