Galaxies

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 it's not a question of the convalescent time

It's 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

It's 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

It's gone