If I explode when they turn off the magnetic TV
And all the particles of light come back to be
The flowers, and whispers, and blood, and wind
The space between neurons making your thoughts and dreams
(Ah)
If I explode when they turn off the magnetic TV
I want you to stop for a moment and really feel me
Through the space between cells I will invade your skin
I'll get trapped by the borders that describe your sins
And I'll sing
I'll sing
I'll sing
I'll sing
I'll sing through your music and you'll sing to me
I'll sing through your lyrics, they'll belong to me
I'll sing through the fire that you'll speak
I'll sing through your lyrics, they'll belong to me
And if I die when they turn off the magnetic TV
And this was for nothing in the vast scale of things
I want you to know that for you I exist
My voice is eternal and it was here before me
In the flowers, and whispers, and blood, and wind
Before no one could tell me how I must've sinned
So I sing
I sing
I sing
I sing
I sing through your music and you sing to me
I sing through your lyrics, they belong to me
I sing through the fire that you speak
I sing through your music and you sing to me
I sing through your music and you sing to me
I sing through your music and you sing to me