looping scenes over geometrymidnight windowto foggy entrancesmall
clutch on planeswire, wood or spacinggrains and saucescome from
another cityentirelyy different from the present timefrom the
present time let's goto different worlds than you thought
possiblenew tastes, wire, wood or planeslooping, looping,
looping, loopingyou, thought you'd never live (to find)all
the thing inside, what about truth?it's something you
don't often findwell, don't forget the skyfools, if
you're waiting on some paradisedon't forget your
livesbecause, we observe the myth tonightwho wants to rise above
these buildings?who wants to rise above their chemistry?tonight?
climb a tree and follow the stars