Floating with the clouds, looking down upon the earth, observing all of the destruction!
Separating facts from the lies and artifacts.
What went wrong with this construction?
When I was a boy I had a crystal radio.
I thought it all just so mysterious.
I listened every night,
In my blankets wrapped up tight.
Now life is oh so much more serious.
(I ask you)
Why are they here?
Where'd they come from?
I want to believe
We're not alone.
So small and so gray
They're here to stay
Just leave them alone
Rosetta Stone
Miracles and Magic.
Triumphant and the tragic,
They coexist together.
Wondering what is real.
Is this weightlessness I feel?
I am lighter than a feather.
The oceans and the wind,
Magnetic currents and the sin
of all humanity surrounds us.
Energy and flow,
Higher power’s sinking low.
Don't look now they're all around us.
Why are you here?
Where'd you come from?
I want to believe,
we're not alone.
I see the lights of Phoenix
Hovering horizontal
Lanterns in the desert.
Friends of mine keep calling
Enemies are crawling
Somebody’s gonna get hurt.
Surface to the center
Outer to the inner
My ear's upon the tracks now.
Listening for some traffic
I filter out the static
Communication breakdown.
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