What you now are seeking
hope to real life
don't give it till the weekend

it will take weeks, months, years,
it will take you your whole life


cuz its not a question of the convalescent time
its a thought that lives in the back of your mind
it is a story told with many different endings

somehow it will always sound that same

its like the dreams we chase these days,

well they all have patents pending, but
none seem to hold your name,
your name, your name, your name


so we try to figure out why you never think of anything smaller than
galaxies

while spend eons wondering what happened to our thundering
its gone