Solipsism

Breathe in the nebula gas
Float down the canals on mars
Washed upon the shores of cosmic oceans

Nothing that I will ever feel
Will exist in minds
Give birth to a new realm of thought
And I’ll sink into the pools of delirium

Fall back and swell into the waves
Quasars illuminate your face
Feel it flow through you
Do you feel the same
We’ll be born again in embryonic clouds