And now I start to realize
I just rose up from blackest seas
The grass is strewn with blades of gold
And all the colors talk to me
And it's a shame to end this way
All hopes, desires that seem to sing
I'd stay on the ground and I could teach you things

Come on little man now you're times nearly through

I need purple veins and scenic greens
I'm told that I've nothing but I'm having it all
These sights and songs I have been told
I'm standing in the middle of a great glass ball
Colors are dripping down red and blue
I just fell down from whitest skies
My eyes were opened so widely

They can make me soar and touch extremes
And if I had wings then I could take you in