 Look your way, the code of meditation This chapter's gonna be a close one Smoke rings, I know you're gonna blow one All on a spaceship, persevering Use my hands for everything we're fearing Can't stop the spirits when they need you Moms are so happy when they feed you J-box, top flyers in the treetop Hoods that blow the meaning in a beeper The world I love, the tears I drop To be part of the wave, can't stop