Flying forth
And tapping all the rings you find
Here you land
You don’t have anything to hide
You poured it all out
And now you fill it up with light
Our Empires
Are the gold we hold inside
(doo doo, doo doo, doo doo, doo doo)
Shining out
Wrap your arms around their crowns
Molten gold
Filling up their holes inside
Solid now
Your power gives them light to see
Dying Live
Yes, it’s happening this time
Slipping into clear
We’re singing louder
Through the sweet fire
Hey
Live
Remembering it through your own way
Aaaahhhhhh
You slip it on and sheath your cold
A highway
Shines ahead of you in golden tile
Time flies, counting all the stars you see
Exploring, soft, observing as you go...