Consider me confused
though i never saw the chaos
it's a matter of getting used
to the end of the way lost
how to realize does hurt
rest in peace the search is over
it's no time for you hopeful words
may you sound well in some nowhere
my head was not meant to think
if you still believe in physics
the more we know the more we shrink
feedin up the critics
once they'll ask what it was like
to live with such a viewing
ignoring the much wiser side
of what we are and what we're doin'
let's explore the world behind
we can't even guess what's missin'
there's a whisper in our minds
to use its chance we have to listen
our lives got conquered by
a conscious need of exploring
lost in the echo of our try
to discover the ignoring