 Look away, the code 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 fearing Can't stop the spirits when they need you Mom stops to help me when they need you Jay fucked up flyers in the treetop First step, blow the meeting in the beeper The world I love, the tears I drop To be part of the wave camp