At times the hardest part of being
Is being still
How it seems nothing ever rests
If nothing moves does time exist?
Motion seems endless
And still still looks like dead from here.

I've found the hardest part of doing
Is doing nothing
Nothing while i'm watching time collapse
An ending that's motionless

Tomorrow i will change
Said out in space, to nothing
Take myself out of range
I will stay off location
Abandoning my station
Out in space, to nothing
Tomorrow i'll behave

Tomorrow i will change myself
Said while out in space
To no one
Save particles that do define my limitations
In this plane.
They are contained in every speck of dust
That binds me in a world
Of physics.