Doubt becomes apparent to the intellect
Time becomes linear mingled with despair
A mathematical description of our universe
Such a lack of comfort for anyone to bear...

No silver lining in the purity of knowledge
No true magic in the music of the spheres
No supernatural state awaits our arrival
There's no perfect day without you here...

The more I search the deeper my groan
There's no turning away from the light that's shone
The wider the span the less my life means
I feel as if I awoke from a beautiful dream...