Blackhole

This is a love song for the black hole,
These are our last remaining words before we lose all self-control,
The fish are ringing off the hook, and there's a caller on the line singin' reel em in, reel em in, reel em in, they're all mine.
It is a scary place to be but inevitably were gonna have to go,
We know that we can see that we are walking in with eyes wide closed,
We have to honour the beyond
We must salute to the horizon, pay homage at every dawn,
Whatever s coming must be respected,
Whatever s coming will be soon where we're coming from.
You cannot stop it,
You will not stop,
If there were choices we might step off,
It's the fly by or a collision not our decision not ours to know uhahhhh
Whatever In the name of a woman are you, what has she done, what did she do,
Even the soul cannot resist would swallow the earth just for a kiss,
There's no hope there's no hope there's no hope we'll survive this
It's a scary place to be but inevitably were gonna have to bite,
We know that we cannot see that we are walking into dark without a light,
We must inhabit all of the shadows
We must crawl into all the caves, we need to listen for the echoes,
For maybe someday somebody is saved, somebody is saved
You cannot stop it
You will not stop,
If there were choices we might step off,
It's the fly by or a collision not our decision not ours to know, not ours to know
This is a love song for a black hole,
These are the last remaining words, before we lose all self-control.