The prowess of such times on the Moon Songs of strong landing,
the country in the land of the freeze is it the honesty of the hands of the lyrics that makes you ride,
across this lane of avenue??
Shall the tunnel vision to the blindness that the Sun is the bright star of this themes' galaxy,
is the universe on the Milky Way to state of the Orion on its' every sight's swum.
Can^did photograph of the home,
what is it as the civilians brought nothing to making this the day of where is the facing??
Is pain the memory or the mirror that people must reflect,
is innocence the guilty cloth that cheese will not mold as religions now go to the folds??
Nose to flattery are the hours try^bowl,
is the cream of that the milking of a stool to feel the fracture of reality or that shale??