 Look away, the gold of meditation This chapter's gonna be a close one Smoke wings, I know you're gonna blow one All on a spaceship, persevering Use my hands for everything we're steering Can't stop the spirits when they need you My drops are happy when they feed you Jay Fox, the flyers and the cheetahs Put their blows on me, they're gonna leave my world I love the tears I drop to be part of the wave Can't stop, ever