Where do you go when the soul levitates in space? Synths wash over me with godlike grace I say, my dimension is slow and reverbed With every problem, futsal shuffled to the curb I say, "it's so surreal" I want to gain a nursing shield Just to show my father it's real I know you're not around me But I still feel your presence still Some nights, I'm on an asteroid watching the stars Other nights, I'm frostbitten awaiting your warmth So, I ask you When does your soul leave the physical? I wanna know because you're supposed to see What I see