The Infancy
In my infancy, the lights were so bright.
In my infancy, I explored my own foresight.
In my infancy, I was taught to believe lies.
In my infancy, I started to realise, that we’re all just one life.
We’re all one life.
We’re all one life.
Earth is hollow made of stone, but on the surface life lives and roams.
Earth is isolated out here alone. Earth is starting to become a brain.
With camera’s out in space investigating.
Where It can find itself a shell.
Where everything would be well.
-Because It’s turned it’s own into hell.
