X-37 Returns:
Leaving now, goodbye, I'm goin, way outside.
Week by week, passes by, green to blue, blue to black.
Deep mountain, split in two, is the past, the whom?
Oh my, what's that, up in the sky, criss-cross across the shattering sky, as my innate, born state, meets me, devising at sound break.
My mind and reason were worlds apart, i contemplated a beating heart, an attempt to find where beauty sings, lead to the look at life more simply.
The, blue, stone, glows alone.
Return, home, knowing exactly who you are.
I’d, say, it’s a good day to die.
How, nice, to, be in space.
I, can, feel, so much.
What, matters, now, fills my life.
Leaving now, goodbye, I'm goin, way outside.
Week by week, passes by, green to blue, blue to black.
Deep mountain, split in two, is the past, the whom?
Oh my, what's that, up in the sky, criss-cross across the shattering sky, as my innate, born state, meets me, devising at sound break.
My mind and reason were worlds apart, i contemplated a beating heart, an attempt to find where beauty sings, lead to the look at life more simply.
The, blue, stone, glows alone.
Return, home, knowing exactly who you are.
I’d, say, it’s a good day to die.
How, nice, to, be in space.
I, can, feel, so much.
What, matters, now, fills my life.