In the ether, in the ether's air
Would you be there, would you be my friend?
In the morning, in the morning rain
In the binary of a data stream
On an airplane, on a radio
All around me in the ether's flow
Under an orange sun
Running from what I've become
What am I running from,
Oh, what am I running from?
You can't take a photograph of it at night
It lives in the code of a firefly buzzing
It vibrates through brickwalls, keeping their time
It cuddles the creeping chaos coming
I see it more clearly than ever before
I'm in its invisible river flowing
Through everything I've ever been through before
Heads up, something's really happening