Nausea
Surrounds every thought of Antoine.
When he s all alone
he always feels that way.
That way.
That way.
& my world
is the best in all of the world.
But I wonder, is it true to me?
Oomba-da-da da-da oomba-da-da da-da
Oomba-da-da da-da oomba-da-da da-da
I believe in blood
I believe in water
I believe in the sun
They believe in me
I believe in gravity
I believe in progress
I believe in things that I can t see
Minds can t even comprehend
the distance from our fire to the next
Billions on billions, the sky is adorned
There must be more things that die and get born
& I believe in
Oomba-da-da da-da oomba-da-da da-da
Oomba-da-da da-da oomba-da-da da-da
Blood + sun = you
Flesh and nails
...hammers too
Webs of light that connect
Big open spaces, they don t forget
Minds can t even comprehend
the distance from our fire to the next
& billions on billions, the sky is adorned
There must be more things that die and get born
& I believe in them