Loose Cannon
Nebula
Time is whizzing by,
Sensations in the mind,
The sounds in your head,
Like a child in natures hand,
Rockets are taking off,
Carry us thru the dawn
I never want it to end,
As the stars collide the sun will rise again
Rise again
Sons of adam rise,
Received a message from the skies,
A dose of the forbidden tree,
Paradise, raptured our love will be,
Upon this earth,
We all shall rise,
Only the chosen few,
Shall get this high.
