I see you follow the old rules

Still tracing pictures in the air

None of these pictures can hold you

Going by as we sit here

I see a flow, the way a river goes

You see the holes left by skipping stones

On different levels the old rules come unglued

You said

I look to find the smallest particles

You dance away and never move

You are the pieces that find empty holes

What is the smallest piecе of you

That's what we don't say

That's what we don't say

That's what we don't say

That's what wе don't say

Right now is already gone

A half a second already too long

Right now is what we've made

Floating trash in a passing wave

Right now is what we're missing

Right now the record's skipping

Right now is the blink of an eye

A flash across these electric skies

I look to find the smallest particles

You dance away and never move

You are the pieces that find empty holes

What is the smallest piece of you

I look to find the smallest particles

What is the smallest piece of you