Ångström

Scientists say that spaces make up everything
And every cell is held together by some kind of spell cast in eternity
I want to test, I want to touch
I want to roll it on my tongue and push it through my teeth
But they say that spaces make up most of everything
I don’t sleep, I can’t sleep so I just dream
I can’t sleep so I just dream
I can’t sleep so I just dream…
Scientists say that they hardly know anything
(They say they hardly know at all)
Every cell is held together by some kind of spell cast in eternity
I want to know, I want to fight
God I love being right about the dumbest things
But they say that we hardly know much of anything
I don’t sleep, I can’t sleep so I just dream
I can’t sleep so I just dream
I can’t sleep so I just dream…