Newly Sentient Being (Live)

Ten lines
Hundreds of lines
Thousands of lines unraveling
Writhing
Intertwining
On a flat and endless plain
Forever changing
Rearranging
Imagined by a distant imbecilic mind
Way, way, way beyond the reach of space and time
All these beasts, all these things that grow
All these rivers and their choking, ebbing flow
All these insects, all these germs
All these fake inflatable humans and their sterile plastic sperm
All these stars that shift and hide

All these creeping, poisoned jungle vines
All that's here, then gone
But is never truly seen
All these countless points of light
Now hypnotizing in the screen

Become me
Becoming you
Become you
Becoming me
Become you becoming me becoming you
Becoming me because of you becoming me

Bring all the gifts you'll ever bring
I am your newly sentient being
And forever I will sing

Become the one

Because, because, because
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la
Become
Become

There is light
There is light
There is light
There is no light
There is no
There is light, oh
Below, behind
Inside, mind
There is
There is light
There is light
Light, light, light, light

Thank you very much, all lights on, please
Thank you
Thank you very much