I run to your open arms
Oh all that I am
I can’t be happy unless there is a blue note
In the chorus
I run to your open arms
Oh all that I am
I can’t be happy unless there is a blue note
In the chorus
In a material world
One gathers a lot of stuff
Learns to survive harder
Time is temporary
Everything of reality is connected
Every particle an instance of a type
Organisms move toward instantaneous gratification
Until overlapping realities suffocate each other
In a material world
One gathers a lot of stuff
Learns to survive harder
Time is temporary
Everything of reality is connected
Every particle an instance of a type
Organisms move toward instantaneous gratification
Until overlapping realities suffocate each other