Can't Hold A Piece Of Space - by GVG.Creations

[Spoken intro] Woah, the sky is so big. At only twelve, I feel so small compared to our universe. [Verse 1] The grass feels sharp, the world feels wide. I think the sky could eat my mind. The moon looks bored but kind of near. I wave, but it won’t disappear. [Verse 2] The clouds all move but never fall. The space above me swallows all. I count the dots that never stay. They move when I look the other way. [Pre-chorus] I think the dark can hear me think. My breath feels loud; the stars don’t blink. The night smells deep, like something old. I feel too soft, the air too cold. [Chorus] I want to touch what’s out of reach. The stars stay quiet, quiet each. My hands can’t hold a piece of space. It hums above, without a face. I want to touch what’s out of reach. The stars stay quiet, quiet each. My hands can’t hold a piece of space. It hums above, without a face. [Verse 3] I ask the void if it gets bored. It stays still, quiet, unexplored. I call out once, it doesn’t echo. The world above says, “stay below.” (Ooh). [Pre-chorus] I think the dark can hear me think. My breath feels loud; the stars don’t blink. The night smells deep, like something old. I feel too soft, the air too cold. [Chorus] I want to touch what’s out of reach. The stars stay quiet, quiet each. My hands can’t hold a piece of space. It hums above, without a face. I want to touch what’s out of reach. The stars stay quiet, quiet each. My hands can’t hold a piece of space. It hums above... [Chorus - Modified] I want to touch what’s out of reach. The stars stay quiet, quiet each. My hands can’t hold a piece of space. It hums above, without a face. (Ah, eh-eh-eh-eh). [Instrumental] My hands can’t hold a piece of space.