I´m central to nowhereThinking of sweeping it cleanWhen we choose to go were losing morethan just our surroundingsI´ve gone around the sides of this universe as it standsOutside the limits of all existenceWhere light never endsWe should be grateful to the godsWhoever theyre real to they areI value my placement as in HellRemember that moment that I fellAnything that could one day be is as real as what I´m sayingIf something is nothing it must not besomething in any possible wayLose yourself in the far off worldsthat are right under your feetSwitch below with above all the way up into infinityWe should be thankful who we areWhether we know ourselves or notWalking alongside myselfNeither of us listens very wellI´m dreading a time that is not nearAs a man on cross I have no fear I can´tbelieve these words I´m sayingYou gotta feel your linesYou gotta feel your lines
