All that you see is a state of affairs inside your head
All these colours
All these lights are conditions of the optical nervous system

Earth years, first tears, emotions crying oceans
I remember when my grandad died and I tried to close his eyelids
His skin was so cold he’d lost the cosmos in his iris
Once upon a time there was galaxy where I lived
The cycling of life
There is no wrong or right without the dark there isn’t light
I’m right here where I need to be witnessing the isness
Minding my own business in a solipsistic quick fix of un-adulted mindfulness

No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
I'm scared
I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes

2 black holes and the cosmos swirling around them
Perceptive pin points they feel vibrational surroundings
It’s astounding the way these colours feel
A sense that this is real spilling water from the soul
Ocean eyes the tides we cry the ebb and flow of you and I
Witnessing itself with the wealth of knowing we will never die
As we stare into the sky and realise something that’s profound
It’s the same 2 black holes with the same cosmos around them
Our cosmic surroundings

No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
I'm scared
I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes

There are outside the eyes
Quantum electronic phenomena vibrations
But these things are not light
They are not colour
Until they are translated into states of the human nervous system
So if you want to know how the inside of your head feels
Open your eyes and look
That is how the inside of your head feels
But we are normally unaware of that
And project it out

No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you give me those ocean eyes
I'm scared
I've never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes