Oh, Sophia

Life after death is like life before death
nobody really knows if it's real.
If it's all fiction and there is no difference
in the distances between zero and
my existence, well tell me what is
this spark?

We think therefore we are,
Oh, Sophia.
We think therefore we are,
Oh, Sophia.

Then from nothing we became,
but what is this something I've become?
I first felt it when I held his face
in my hands,
and upon second glance, I saw that
it was my face that I held in my hands.

I feel therefore I am, love
Oh,Sophia.
I feel therefore I am, love
Oh, Sophia.

I wish I could show them. Oh, wouldn't it be fun?
The looks on their faces.
Children finding out how the magic trick is done!
Oh, Sophia!
Oh, my Sophia!

So turn the cards in your ten point cross.
Look to the stars, speculate what may come.
But do your math or they'll have the last laugh
at that scratch of a past in the cracked looking glass
that you've forgotten how to love.
Oh, Sophia.
Oh, my Sophia.
They've forgotten how to love,
I'm so sorry my
Sophia.