[Chorus]

Brighter the rays, planet and satellite in phase

Lighter the color of iris you need shades

You can absorb the shapes and figures in waves

So stunning is a phrase that suits your moon gaze

[Verse 1]

This is a story of the lonely moon

Moist like the air in a monsoon

Only seen past midnight and gone by noon

The gold fork to a silver spoon

Stars are out, pinholes in a backlit velvet

The sky blacker than a tarpit

Spread across a film of kismet, in my element

Supernova shine above any red carpet

The drive to the destination

Adrenaline rush, primordial racing

Detour signs scattered, lost in circles

Coils of double helix packed cylindrical

Programmed to sense an opportune getaway

Molecules infused, open up a gateway

Vaycay to the realm of a solitaire

When I'm overwhelmed by my own ambition untamed

Gravity has a face and a name

And the fate that attracts is the law we abide by

The eyes speak more volume than a speaker

Take a peak in the window she bequeaths us

With a lullaby of the wild it keeps us close

Like an umbilical chord to a fetus

Ride into the night yelling who can really stop this

Running through the forest like a couple of foxes

[Verse 2]

In the crosshairs a scope of utopia

Ignite the flares, catch a cornucopia

Hues in the cornea

Rods and the cones in the retina

Display, stimuli processed and letting a

Witness high-def event of the universe

Hyperventilate, then immerse

Every cell is an infinite depository

Of history and future in an auditory

Record it spins at a speed clairvoyant

Spark plug to the gut flamboyant

In a vortex of a love tornado

My cerebral cortex in a vertigo

The side-profile of her low-res icon

Ever since I set my sights on borderline psycho-logical breakdown

Skip the hyphen, möbius siphon

Even the crescent reminiscent of her nails

She takes cover, hides behind veils

Abstract stains, the image on a shroud

Corona discharge to command the clouds

The dark side was a concept only to mankind

Science is the cover for a book

You can't bind the letters on the pages shift in size

And the fonts disappear from the library files

A suitcase stolen from Alexandria

Wealth burnt down by pyromaniacs

The crown jewel of the middle earth

The netherworld in a duel for its worth

So I asked her the purpose of the quest

She only answers in riddles and in jest

I told her that I want to be put to the test

She rests her hand on her breasts and says

[Chorus]

Brighter the rays, planet and satellite in phase

Lighter the color of iris you need shades

You can absorb the shapes and figures in waves

So stunning is a phrase that suits your moon gaze