There comes a time when the great tide to send in to attending the storms not real. Decide what narrow from here almost invisible. Once inside I'll see how long and deep it is. And five billion stone years of landscape can be touched. It is an easy going way list being free enough to walk on the sky. Somebody's voice be with me. Tell me how the time passes and what to call it tell me which way to roll. I never expected to be a space man.