The reason I want to shout these crazy thoughts is because there's no proof of my existance
There's a conflict between dignity and freedom in this future I've discovered
The reason I want to erase these strange images from my mind is because I can see my limitations in them
On the window of my excessive self-consciousness lies last year's calendar with no dates written on it
So delete and rewrite it
There's a presence great enough to make me forget those ridiculous dreams
Rewrite it for a dramatic revival
Even a meaningless dream is enough to create heaven
So give me your body and soul
And together maybe we will live forever
