Do you ever curl yourself up into a little ball on your bed? Wrap your arms, up over your head? Do you walk down the street with open eyes wondering if anyone else notices the breeze. And you feel like there’s nobody else, lost in prayer but no one is there. and you feel like there’s nobody else, crying to the sky as you await response. and you feel like there is no god, have i followed this lie my whole life? and you feel like there is no god, no god. Your feelings are valid, your feelings are raw, your feelings are essential. Your feelings are valid, your feelings are raw, your feelings are essential. 
There is no god. There is. There is no god. I believe... 
I believe that you and I exist and that’s all that there is. 
Meaning is in our lungs and our lips in the movement of thought and the spark of our kiss(es) and it couldn’t get better than this. 
I couldn’t be better than this..