It's the middle of January, he's looking up at space
To Saturn's rings burning beyond the lunar plains
Chasing stars, scribbling in mirrors over town
To stick the perfect landing and break the speed of sun
Trying to see what he wanted me to see there
Was finally spring when he found a new dimension
Building rockets behind his house crawls over his head
To be the Moon King rising, something more than dead
By the end, his days were spent, but he knew that it would work
If he circumvented gravity and modified the torque
Trying to see what he wanted me to see then
It was finally Spring when he found a new dimension
Building rockets behind his house, piled up in his shed
To be the Moon King rising, something more than dead
To be the Moon King rising, something more than dead
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