The frail threads of perception connect to no certainty.
There's no magnetism toward the truth,
just you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy,
searching for something to help us through.
So disregard your biology if mortality is too difficult for you.
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place.
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
and see where that gets you.
Trata de encerrar tu mundo que huye en... algún útero seguro y sagrado
Seguro asumir la indiferencia cósmica a todo lo que hacemos
Y no hay señales en ningún lugar de que algo se gire y vaya a su camino
y su tiempo se escapa rápidamente de ti
no importa lo desesperadamente que quieras quedarte
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place.
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
and see where that gets you.
Sigue viviendo según tus códigos
Tu Dios sólo sabe en tu cuello que tu arrogancia es una maldita cuerda
(chorus)
Keep on holding onto this conception of your place.
Keep on picturing yourself outside of time and space...
The soul is memory, just smart enough to see we're fading away,
and it's far too much to know.
We're running from our intellect each time we pray for more.
But if comforting, then true, so hide from the world.