Quantum Physics

Woven in the fabric of space and time
Is a constant that we don’t understand 
It bonds and fluctuates at different rates 
As all the species and plants live and mate 

We seem so small but as we live our story 
We imprint the fabric warping reality 
What is meant to be has no meaning 
Nothing exsists beyond comprehension 

We’re just floating around this ball of fire 
While we’re just waiting for the end 

The lives we live give nothing meaning 
Our ghosts will live on 
In a way that no one will ever notice 
We are made and live by our choices 
The love we give, gives nothing meaning
Our ghosts will live on 
In a way that we thought was meant to be 
But in the end there was nothing 
(We meant nothing) 

In the cosmos to the vans at Costco 
Is a constant that we don’t understand 
It exists in the air and space precieved fate
As we all drive and spend for a life we hate 

It’ll remember us as everything fades away 
What exists cannot be completely destroyed 
We made this life to the universe it belongs 
As nothing more than what we once were 

We’re just floating around this ball of fire 
While we’re just waiting for the end 

The lives we live give nothing meaning 
Our ghosts will live on 
In a way that no one will ever notice 
We are made and live by our choices 
The love we give, gives nothing meaning
Our ghosts will live on 
In a way that we thought was meant to be 
But in the end there was nothing 
(We meant nothing) 

Nothing has meaning 
(We meant nothing)
Nothing has meaning 
(We meant nothing) 
Nothing has meaning 
(But we tried for something) 
Nothing has meaning 
(But nothing has meaning) 

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