I'm in the rad museum, ooh-oh-oh-oh-oah
I'm in the exhibition, ooh-oh-oh-oh-oah
So many stuff
So many artworks
They are crazy things
How many things
I'm in the white space
I'm in the huge space
That's set into wall
That's so off the wall
Can't help but be shocked
'Cause I was about to curse
Watch the work of art
What an art of man
Is it the power of man
Is it?
Is it oh?
Is it?
Is it oh?
There's a feast of colors
There's a feast of colors now
They're walking around over there
There's a feast of colors
There's a there's a feast of colors now
There's a feast of colors
(There's a feast of colors)
(There's a feast of colors)
There's a feast of colors, oh
They're walking around over there (there's a feast of colors)
Look up
I loss myself stargazing
I'm in awe of the light
I'm in awe of
What's above my head
I'm in awe of the light
I just look up through the window
Rad
What an ethereal God's work
The sky is God's work
The clouds are God's work
We can see God's work everyday
A sunset light beam
Warming half of my face
The light brings me more
Than it takes
I can see the glass half full
I can see the glass half full
The rain just stopped
The light just popped
I got away
Don't wake me up
If it ain't real life now
Hurry up the sunset's coming
Make it up
If it ain't real life then
I'm zoning out
The clock's still running
Wake me up
If it ain't real life now
Hurry up the sunset's coming
Make it up
If it ain't real life then
I'm zoning out
The clock's still running
The sky is God's work
The clouds are God's work
We can see God's work everyday
Wake me up
If it ain't real life now
Hurry up the sunset's coming
Make it up
If it ain't real life then
I'm zoning out
The clock's still running