Null Cone

She sings in maths to ears made of gold But she calls me dense, so then who's really the fool? These games she plays and the vitriol she brays, it's unreal Some would call it love, no but it's not for me to say She's got mine, a bravado skipping over times and time's In a mind, as electric as it's divine She's got mine wherever, whenever we'll find Lives affine, scattered across our worldlines You're my line right through our times You're my line so hang me high I tore down your walls but I still can't read your mind Hard as I try your maps just won't untwine Over and over I sing the same old rhymes Like it's ///memories of mine {or} just present time Keep it closer than your friends, keep it next to yours And for each that these demand I'll take a hundred more We'll end this right, we'll make it alive And if we falter, I'll just turn back time She's got mine, a bravado skipping over times and time's In a mind, as electric as it's divine She's got mine wherever, whenever we'll find Lives affine, scattered across our worldlines You're my line right through our times You're my line so hang me high