Lyric

There’s a room inside my thinking

Painted black and white at once

Every answer keeps on blinking

Like a coin that will not land

I breathe in all the maybes

Exhale what I don’t know

Truth is only waiting

For the moment I look close

If I name it, I confine it

If I see it, it will choose

Every second holds a silence

Full of infinite views

Before the box is open

I am everything I could be

All the paths are woven

In a single uncertainty

Don’t ask me for the ending

While the question’s still alive

I exist in overlapping time

I walk a line of superpositions

Steps both taken and undone

Every future has dimensions

Where I’ve already begun

Reason wants a verdict

Logic begs a sign

But meaning lives in layers

That collapse when we decide

Call it faith or call it chaos

Call it fear dressed up as sense

What I am is not an outcome

I am tense

Before the box is open

Nothing fixed and nothing fake

Hope and doubt are floating

In the choices I don’t make

Don’t reduce me to an answer

Don’t pixelize my life

I exist in overlapping time

If you watch me, I will change

If you don’t, I still remain

Every truth depends on where

You draw the frame

Not dead

Not alive

Just undefined

Before the box is open

I am more than wrong or right

All the states are broken

By the act of gaining sight

So let me stay unmeasured

In this fragile, perfect state

Where every possible self waits

Close your eyes

Let me be

What I am

Before you see