If you close your eyes
And imagine yourself
As a hologram or a dream
You could tell me that
I don't exist
And that meaning is not what it seems
That an empty sky
Opens up for us all
So gigantic it hurts just to look
That we're all the killers
The cooks, the writers
The geniuses, judges and crooks
Well, I'd believe you
I'd believe you
Well, I'm strung out in
The grocery store
And you're strung out in
The grocery store
We were falling together
From a burning plane
And I swear that it's all
Happened before
Well, I believe you
I believe you
The sun will go down soon
We'll get stoned in the dark
And the cats move like phantoms
Past the door
Well, I believe you
I believe you
Yes I do, yes I do
And each day you're with me
Explodes into more
It explodes into more

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