we’ve been jawing & toying
but there’s no more avoiding
these low to no pressure blues
the roses – who sent ‘um?
they’re devoid of momentum
their colours look sad in this outer space spectrum
the low to no pressure blues

Einstein was right
about doughnuts and light
and the low to no pressure blues
his virtual particles
are the genuine article
they phase in and out with trajectories farcical
in the low to no pressure blues

your stars were too hot
and they imploded a lot
with the low to no pressure blues
there’s no more surprisin’
your event horizons
their appetite for light was quite mesmerisin’
in these no to low pressure blues

but I’m done with the weather
out here in your aether
the low to no pressure blues
you needed your space
and I’m so out of place
the tears have been boiling clean off my face
in these low to no pressure blues

I’m through with the suction
molecular reduction
these low to no pressure blues
I’m losing my spark
in your virtual heart
and I’m worried we’re rushing things out in the dark
and the low to no pressure blues

so let’s stay as friends
with our love through a lens
and the low to no pressure blues
it’s not you it’s me
I need air to breathe
and I’m panicked with the mechanics of entropy
in these low to no pressure blues

I’m sorry but it’s true
what else can I do?
with the low to no pressure blues
yeah?
the low to no pressure blues

(…. fade out according to the rules of General Relativity….)