The Scientists

Electrified and lit up by an outline of herself, and smiling now as only she can be

She said I made some new connections to astound them all in ways we've never dreamed about

Her lovely hand is glowing from a light inside itself, from soaking in the esters stacked for miles on a single shelf

Holding my eyes still so she can see all the super-undercover custom hybrids got to me

It's too much, here too late

I want to see it all again

She says keep this benzene ring around your finger, and think of me when everything you wanted starts to end

And I saw living lusters form in pools beneath her feet, invertebrates that only she can see

And I said what on Earth are all these ampoules for, she says exactly, we're not gonna wait around here anymore

Systems back down slow, watch the dust cloud rescind

And I will keep you, I will keep you to the end

Set your head back low, watch my ears ring

I will take care of you, I will take care of everything

Systems back down slow, watch the dust cloud rescind

And I will keep you, I will keep you to the end

Set your head back low, watch my ears ring

I will take care of you, I will take care of everything

It's too much here, too late, too much here, too late

Piloting my head spins to the ground, and I think I see myself again through the pinhole

But the pinhole captures all of you

And the pinhole captures all of you

And the pinhole captures all of you

And the pinhole captures all of you

And the pinhole captures all of you

Too much here, too late

Too much here, too late

Too much here, too late

Too much here, too late