(Verse 1) You think you know where you stand on the floor But you’re already walking through a closed-off door Quantum tunneling through the solid and stone You're a wave, you're a particle, you're never alone You think you know when the clock starts to chime But you’re living outside of the arrow of time You are not what you see, yet you’re entirely so A phantom in the static of the radio. (Chorus) Make up your mind like you already have A split-second choice on a divergent path You’re dead, you’re alive, in the superposition Quantum gravity slides you through every condition You think that you're here, standing firm in the light But you’re besides yourself in real time tonight. (Verse 2) Spooky action at a distance, a thread in the dark Entangled with a shadow that left its own mark You touch a single point and a universe bleeds Two halves of a secret that reality needs The math is a mirror that's starting to crack There is no going forward, there's no turning back We're measuring the distance from the spark to the flame And rewriting the rules of the ultimate game. (Verse 3) The wave function collapses the moment you blink You solidify the world with the thoughts that you think An infinite horizon wrapped inside of a shell A heaven of math in a physical hell You're bleeding through the static of a parallel shore A version of yourself that you used to ignore The fabric is tearing, the narrative bends Where the observer begins, the reality ends. (Verse 4) Searching the heavens for a glimpse of the start Looking for a creator to tear you apart But you can't meet your maker, no matter the view Look into the mirror, because the maker is you Ten dimensions colliding, a cosmic design String theory is acting right now on your mind Vibrating in secrets that nobody hears A symphony pulling at the fabric of years. (Bridge) In the dark, where the modern laws bend In your place, where the beginnings end In your mind, where the universe wakes And counts every single mistake that it makes You’re a ghost in the lattice, a blip on the screen The ultimate observer of the unseen. (Chorus) Make up your mind like you already have A split-second choice on a divergent path You’re dead, you’re alive, in the superposition Quantum gravity slides you through every condition You think that you're here, standing firm in the light But you’re besides yourself in real time tonight. (Outro) Besides yourself... In real time. In the dark. In your place. In your mind. You’re already there.
