LYRICS
Polar vortex, clipper or nor’ easter
Take it as another kick to the keister
Or consider the splendor of the impending gleam
Know what I mean?
Snow — what I mean
Veil the frail in fractal white crystal
As to the blind man’s Braille
The third eye’s sail
See it all
LYRICS
There is a star in the sky
We call sun
When all is said and done
What am I?
99.85% of the mass in the solar system
Compared to the miniscule part that I am
No need for alarm
But we’re flying through Orion’s arm
There seems to be some confusion
Over nuclear fusion
It’s our….
Solar power
May it shine
Shine on you
Shinning fine
All you do
There is a star in the sky
Seems so far… in our reach if we try
Through the fusion illusion
To a happy conclusion
ABOUT THIS SONG
The English proper noun Sun developed from Old English sunne (in around 725, attested in Beowulf.) The Sun is currently traveling through the Local Interstellar Cloud (near to the G-cloud) in the Local Bubble zone, within the inner rim of the Orion Arm of the Milky Way. The sun generates its energy by nuclear fusion of hydrogen nuclei into helium.
LYRICS
Those pictures from the Hubble
Really popped my bubble
Here I thought the universe was centered around me
Must have some sort-of vanity curse… ’cause it’s hard for me to see
Did you see the the supernova star explosion
Damn it!
If a star explodes in space, can anyone hear it?
By the time we see it, maybe there will be evolution
Or is intelligent live still light years away?
Call it post-humanity dismay
“Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar” galaxy
It’s time to set your soul free
Go far
F#$@ the greed czar
Make the concept of envy bizarre
Those pictures from the Hubble
Popped my bubble
Here I thought the universe revolved around me
Spaced Out Songwriting
ABOUT THIS SONG
This song was inspired by vastness of outer space and my relative size.
LYRICS
I came upon an amputee
This is what he said to me,
“What you get… can be more than you see.”
I said, climb on my back
And I’ll supply what you lack
Why go up the crick without a paddle
When you can ride wild without a saddle
A tidal tiding
Bareback surfing
I saw a blind man that wanted to see
This is what he said to me,
“What you get… can be more than you see.”
I said, climb on my shoulders
And we’ll make you a beholder
I went to talk to a cute mute
This is what she said to me,
“….”
I said, come and take my hand
And we’ll lead them to understand