Neverending, timeless vast expance Incredible at whole We're not alone in this Universe No restrictions, no solicitations Theres no place for them anymore Still, I don't think so, not anymore We are the open source of creations I woke up one sunny morning and stopped believing in Jesus We overarching aim of expansion I stopped to pray in churches, I stopped listening to preachers Recollect concealed knowingness Inner standpoint, firm convictions We are the source of creations! We count on you! Can you hear invoking sound from inside Its shows essential way My skepticism, I'll admit, seems unfounded and I can't say It even rises to the level of an instinct All your dreams, start flight of fancy And they take you away... We count on you! Let go of your sons They are dreaming about space Can you see Can you hear Can you feel Rise up Your hands up We are the source of creations!