There's no light at the bottom of this hole
There's no air to breathe
There's no reason to reach for anything more
There's no reason to be
This ego is just a cross for body
This selfishness will not let go
Deep within yourself you lie
There's no other place to go
Now that you're alone
Jumping back into
A paradox of insanity
Falling back into
A question of simplicity
There's no where to turn when you're waiting
There's no echo to hear
There's no reason to wish for an answer
There's no reason to fear
Your ego brought you down this far
This selfishness will tear you apart
You never needed anyone, you thought you had yourself
But now you're crying tears and bleeding pain
Now that you've got nothing to gain
Jumping back into
A world of sublimity
Falling back into
A metaphor for nothing more
You reach your hand up for me
You ask why I do not help
You gave up in yourself
And now you're ten miles past your brain
There's nothing else for me to say
Jumping back into
A hole so egotistical
Falling back into
A dream not beautiful
But you're so precious in that pitiful hole
So precious in your crying
You're so precious when you realize you're wrong
You're so precious when you fail yourself
You're not that beautiful
"Stephen Wolfram is the creator of Mathematica and is widely regarded as the most important innovator in scientific and technical computing today." - Stephen Wolfram