(Verse 1) An old veranda, the warmth of a cat on my lap Gently tracing back the straight line of real-number time Cardano’s dice, long submerged in the depths of memory Suddenly welling up from the bottom of oblivion— The swell of probability waves and Schrödinger’s reverberations (Verse 2) That sharp singularity from days gone by, expanding toward infinity Mistakes of youth and the collapse born of regret Through the incantation of the imaginary unit $i$—a ninety-degree turn— Quietly folding into two dimensions, aligning at right angles (Chorus) Space and time: upon a boundless spherical surface The sentiment of an unnamed old man standing at the North Pole A vertical "here and now" slicing through horizontal memories Past and future melting away into a smooth infinity (Bridge) A warm illusion traced by the operations of complex numbers The structure of the world overflowing from the brain's intricate mesh Was it an invention, or a discovery from long ago? In the twilight glow, the poison drains from the arrow of time (Outro) Open my eyes, and there is only a patch of sunlight Close them, and a boundless universe unfolds Amidst the silence where time and space intersect I simply breathe out
