Do you feel inclined to wander
Ramble or drift away
Into the blue horizon
Out among the reveries
Can you pioneer a vision
In a field far off the grid
And incite a rally cry for
The way it could have been
The universe rains ideas
Into our noisy heads
But we don't know what to make of all of it
Can we recreate a feeling
From a fleeting glimpse
Capture the sound and colour
Of an experience
Is the infinite sky pulling
At the center of your chest
As it instills a sense of
Our insignificance
The universe rains ideas
Into our noisy heads
But we don't know what to make of all of it
No we don't know what to make of all of it
