Rise above, spread them wings, don't hang your head in sorrow, Glitter in your soul, got no time to borrow. Shadow may be tall, but dawn’s about to follow, On this trippy walk, ain't no need to wallow. Ride the rainbow of life, like it's a cloud of cotton, Fuel the fire inside, nothing's forgotten. Hey, Radiant star, adversity is rotten, In your cosmic heart, all troubles begotten. Stand tall in the hurricanes of mystic delirium, Push against the wind, show 'em your premium. Life can be a dream, yet real as titanium, In this exquisite scheme, you are your own museum. {end}