Peeking at the sky, I see pictures fly
Like the chanching tides in my mind
See people living their lows and highs
I wonder will they live before they die
Folks glamorize their major feats
But do they ever value minor deads
Eyes open wide
And you'll find
That's your heaven
Oh this time I'll start from the end
Till I climb onto heaven
Oh your prime let it in my friend
And you'll line up with heaven