That night, dem dudes didn’t give a care,
Pissy drunk and pissed off, lighters ina the air blunts and beer.
That night dem dudes was messed up,
That night dem dudes wanted to shack up.
Giants run the field,
Crushing Earth beneath them,
Atlas would be proud.
Holding the hopes of city states
The Universe’s velocity doubts nothing
The doors open,
A woman in an orange dress enters the train car.
Cry knowing that the sun will dry your tears,
Laugh knowing that the sounds will lighten cherubs ears.
Eat marveling at the riches provided by the earth,
Walk understanding that you were perfection at birth.
My art is sold,
My heart is sole,
My heart is soul,