Will we get out
By the time the Sun dies
Can we get it together
Before the world fries
And fly through gold skies
To the void that awaits
Will we bring it our best
Or spread war in our wake
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Will we get out
By the time the Sun dies
Can we get it together
Before the world fries
And fly through gold skies
To the void that awaits
Will we bring it our best
Or spread war in our wake