I love my eyes what they have seen

Cannot be internalized

I love the sky I

Stretch my wings

And its clouds and the sun 

It's implicit

Focus on your Anger

And push yourself to great extent

A cyclone in a field

They push to make amends

I hate the broke cash grabs, and the payments

An excuse to make less of what was saved by them

I hate the broke cash grabs, the payments

And excuse to make less

Of what was saved by them

It's an Intellectual Dark Age

The size of the sun

The medial age

It's a constitution of thought

Everything was added to the value of space

An Intellectual Dark Age

Size of the sun

The medial age

It's a constitution of thought

Everything was added to the value of space 

Space value!

Space value!

Oh-oh-ohhh

Space value!———-

Space value!——-