That ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-aah you hear
is me diving after the poison pill
ten years too late, but anyway
The pit I thought was bottomless
the rushing of ephemeris
and too much information
too long, didn’t read where’s your grand creation
to hell with Galileo
I’ll fall faster singing hey-oh!
And when I grasp it burning in my hand
I know that it will be enough
and I will understand
And fly back to the light!