Running our thumb over and over With our own device And see how small or big the world are Wide range perspective, isn't it? We should see as above so below There must be a reason that We can't see Through our own wide eyes The truth must be told and spoken When we share it to the world We've been tricked and buried We demand often entertainment over substance Unpleasant thought has been downloaded Running in our mind Hundreds questions Zero action Maybe It's time to make a move (CRAZY GUITAR SOLO)