The confines of my eyes but allow a sliver of light Upon a pale blue sphere what purpose could I have Climb with me to the top of the clouds But I find that I am truly alone Can you hear my cicada's song droning through the darkness? Blurring the words and fading the meaning until only static is left Climb with me to the top of the clouds But I find that I am truly alone 'I am who contains the universe who makes the ocean floor a road I am who cranes the stars in place I am who your mind cannot encase Can you even think of me without reducing me?' I want to see you in all your glory Clothed in clouds too big of a story I wanna see you in all of your glory I want to see you in all your glory Prove it to me I want to see you in all your glory Clothed in clouds too big of a story I want to see you in all of your glory Prove it to me 'You'd be lost to madness... Can you even think of me without reducing me? I piece together dislocated limbs of the galaxy I'm looking down from the clouds all over creation while you cling to the filthy means but it's my blood that you're washed in Look up to the stars that I've set out like lanterns to illuminate my child superseding your ransom You live your life in the cracks of an infinite canvas A mere fraction of a note in eternal stanzas The beginning, the end and what comes after They point to me: I am their master'