Verse 1:
Every planet in the sky
has a different shape, size, and seperate moons
for our eyes to behold among the wise,
And now as we watch all the million stars align
in the form of constellations, we see the meteors fly
we're taken back to a place when no one knew why
and the only tale told was the one based on a lie
but in the midst of it all, we're told stories by our eldors
that involved turning an entire run down mall, into the towns city hall
And whether its bull or not, you might as well believe in something good
when the bad is just another way of saying shoulda, woulda, could
So lets make like some second hand lions
fly a plane through a barn, and start livin before we start dyin'
you only live once, might as well live it far,
off into a galaxy where the milky ways are chocalate
and snicker bars cover the landscape of mars
Hook:
Verse 2:
What ever happened to settling down in a niche
now divorce can come after a twenty year itch
I know that people rift, drift away and fall apart
especially if the signifcant other becomes rich, but from the start
we see that stones, and bricks are what build a foundation
but even as we grow old, we're still a youth of a nation
we make changes that hurt others, disguised our true colors
just make sure you remain true to your real brothers
cause blood runs deeper than any lake or ocean
no river ran dry can transcend the universal token
the one thats never broken, once cold but now gloatin'
lighting up today cause today is still open
be true to yourself and golden rule the others
because without them your just one among another
and life isn't a place that you want to go through on the road to recover-y
but when the moments to late, the other moments are free
you may think you're better as one, but we're better as a we
Hook:
Verse 3:
Skyrockets in flight
lifting off from take off as the dust uncovers the night
what an unvariable sight
burned into our retina's is an impressionable light
seen from the atmosphere, no time to panic, fear
is a just another voice in your head
that even Iron Mike would hear
Gotta accept it for what it is
and if the spaceship blows up
then the Fourth of July came early in winter in Decem.
But chances are, everything will go right
if you see the good in people
and people see that you have the right intentions, they might
just surprise you a little, hypnotize you with a riddle
There would be no hate or envy if people really knew how long you had been stuck in the middle
of your individual demons, overcome by leisions
of neurological incompetence, mascaraded by creedance
but now in a position to think about what I am and what Iwere
going to enjoy watching it drift away like the flash, with a blur
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