Rise of the Eggplant Bandit

Truth, always contested and circumstantial
So crude, abrasive, and hard to swallow

You looked back, and I loved you, I loved you for that
You turned to salt, I came unstuck

I wanna see the void
I wanna sing with birds
I want to harmonize and stabilize, I want to feel self-assured
You say I'm apprenticed to fate, but I'm not so sure
If there's a harmony that I can't see
Would you make its presence known
Would you let me know?

I want to go to space