Who do you know?
Who will buy a picture without silence? So kind, so blue, take a little private sphere and make a difference being
Be the first or second, the nice wall on the tiny planet, blind and brave
Find the gravitation, speeding up and slowing down, on the paper, and the paper give you an absolution
In fact, this is a sky without us, without anything slightly full of space and prays
Ten million stars under your room, in the hotel without numbers, above the hill
Who do you know? Where’s that place? From now to neverending system, beyond the Big Bang Song
To help you, to telling a story about multiverse in vibration colors
Find another dimensions in cable, speeding up and slowing down, put them together and play guitar without strings
On the other hand, there’s no explanation for the power of life, the nature of leading water- president sitting on the chair of subatomic particles
You, backdoor man, what is your garden like, dedicated to his fathers lives, to your goodlooking whishes, hunting hours of nothing
Words flowing easy, time forced pressure, falling down to the bottom of unreal games
Step by step, night by night, we know the truth: the Tought will become everything, the man is only medium for its spread all over the space
What do you know about anything?
What do you want to know?