On this side, we have some widely contrasting examples
Taken from recent recordings
To give you some idea of the wealth of recorded music
Now available on the wider tapestry of stereophonic sound
When I saw ya
There starts the time I was breaking down
I fled to you
I thought you were the wisest
Ill-advised for you to stay
That's the problem
Now I've got nowhere to hide
I'm sorry
How could you think I'm a monster?
I don't have peace left to offer
I know there's times when I'm awful
How could you think I'm a monster?
Umm... but there's an attempt to say, well
Maybe things that, from our macroscopic point of view
Appear to be widely separated in space
Like New York and Chicago, just to take two macroscopic examples
From a microscopic point of view might actually be contiguous and
Touching one another
Disentangled space and time
I can't think and I can't sleep at night
Don't know what you see in me
I know you believed in me
And that's what makes this worse
How could you think I'm a monster?
I don't have peace left to offer
I know there's times when I'm awful
How could you think I'm a monster?
We said we'd be okay
At the end of the day
I tore walls down
Now the bliss is gone
Choosing goodnight or goodbye
Knowing this is permanence
Being star-crossed souls in disarray
When all is gone
How could you think I'm a monster?
I don't have peace left to offer
I know there's times when I'm awful
How could you think I'm a monster?
What is this?
Who are you?
What are we doing?
I wonder
Where are we? Who am I?
Who are you?
What are we? What is this?
What are we? Who am I?
What is this?
What is this?
What is this?
What am I?
Who am I?