Verse 1
Ontology drifts through shadows of truth,
Epistemology dances with fleeting proof.
Existence whispers in paradoxical streams,
Consciousness wanders through fragmented dreams.
Verse 1
Clock banana whispers loudly,
Thunderbook dances on purple clouds.
Lemon staircase sings with silver,
Umbrella forests jump across the soup.
Chorus
Mountain salad crashes quietly,
Rocket pencils orbit the carpet.
Window trumpet laughs at shadows,
Rainbow pockets tickle the elevator.
Verse 2
Candle bicycle swims in orange,
Laptop ocean folds into midnight.
Mirror sandwiches argue politely,
Sunflower rivers hide behind shoes.
Chorus
Mountain salad crashes quietly,
Rocket pencils orbit the carpet.
Window trumpet laughs at shadows,
Rainbow pockets tickle the elevator.
Bridge
Giraffe lanterns whisper mathematics,
Toothpaste bicycles juggle nostalgia.
Chocolate clouds memorize elevators,
Pineapple taxis sprint across planets.
Outro
Notebook mountains swim with feathers,
Lamp spaghetti hums in broken letters.
Cookie rainbows vanish suddenly,
Reality whispers softly… or maybe not.
Being and nothingness sip from the same cup,
Consciousness yawns and quietly gives up.
The universe murmurs, “perhaps, maybe, why?”
While reason dissolves into a sigh.