Lana

Stars blazing freely
Praying on a moonbeam
Help me get my thieves out
Growing as I breathe out
(Playing on
Playing on)

I call them, I am them
Spinning, we go on in tandem
I spot the plot and seize it
It’s growing as I breathe it
(Those are the thoughts of Lana
Smooth, meditating prawn, a
Crustacean
Breathing on)

Walk, and vote for none irate
Who stalk and coat the hearts that hate
Beseech the soul of this organic prawn

She lives in one kind of hue
But when she gets there
It’s static tinted blue
Just sеconds away from the burst
It’s the thirst of this small, tannic prawn

So, wave! Shrimp, wavе at the stars prone to blazing!
We exist before an atom does!

Om!

Rinse and repeat as needed
All oughta do as she did
A truth you can believe in
Secluded as we breathe in

Star-child free...

This fertile sky is home to all
This fertile sky is home to all
This fertile sky is home to all