Flame from your Cricket inspired this show.
Air flows trough your fingers, cig’s starting to glow.
You’re slowly inhaling, this tastes so damn good,
It’s right kind of the feelings,
It’s right kind of mood.
You gonna get crazy,
You gonna feel pain.
It will be amazing,
Will be every day.
Because you’re dreamer,
Thinking ahead of time,
From Big Bang in the nothing
You are creating this life.
And you are ahead of time.
Ahead of time.
Thoughts are calm, there’re passing by,
Leaving you alone in a fragile night.
You are healing yourself, easing your scars,
Designing another star in the skies.