There is a nostalgia in her eyes Like a memory of million heartbeats echoing through time A story untold through a near glassy glacial glance Cold and warm all at once † Reaching out in the night
In the vast expanse there is a sigh Itís as if there is a secret from the universe wanting to escape You can almost imagine it as it treks along Leaving a trail of soft and slow breaths Leaving stargazers in awe
It becomes kind of like a recollection Of lovers † † †Of friends Maybe even strangers that crossed paths ...
Excuse me for asking you can I have a moment of your time, for there is something I have to say when it affects, the process of my thoughts and self control. For we need to get a better understanding of what we need to continue with our lives, for here we are now in a situation with no words to say. Just only the silent whispers of our energy, blowing with the manifestion of our thoughts whether near or far, yet still apart from all the memories of building something together from STEEL AND STONE. For I have learned things from life I have learned to admit that you are wrong and don't play...
We told you but it was no use You wouldn't listen and look what happened Over and over and over again the same sad story Greedy little fools firing popfarts at the moon You already forgot the dust you trod on poor old Mars and it's hard for us to help the way you are but just remember it'll take a long time maybe too much before you're grown up when Venus is finally cool
Blow the dust off your bibles the end is coming soon Aliens are massing on the dark side of the moon They have weapons we daren't dream of so it's no use to resist If there's a bottle in your locker you may as well get pissed The aliens don't dig us because our Earth is in a mess It was not what God intended so destruction's for the best Now it may seem a trifle harsh to obliterate our race but if we reach out to the stars then the universe ain't safe
sanctify the red in you and bleed metaphors never has there been a time like this one purging your thoughts scry
divining the need of the stars spoken into being an age of technology the suns=sons align lighting on your minds with desire
the stars themselves care what you believe hanging heavy with knowledge they speak the genius of the earth their star children perceive ideas manifest and are now changing the earth herself, of space itself
come forth children of Nod and sleep no more awaken little dark stars ...