Cloud 1
No Signal
Held to a plateau
Catered to the eyes on Gaussian glow
As told
A spread has come
The lucelence it hunts
It's true
The Sun has been blocked
The summers can't renew
Reboot
The wash and the wake
Cut out for the brand new
Salute
Change is becoming
Stalking pixels glued
We'll always look out for blue
Amass a comets glow
Its silicone suns gravity foreshows
This kinned duality
Ever so simply
The truth
Our flirting with greatness while collapses obtrudes
Permute
A digital daze
The dawn of days plugged through
Ensued
The sky is an error
Clouded hitherto
Replacing our grip with hue
Refute
In imminent reigns we mustn't lose the truth
