from the basement to the landing pad

in a first mates' minute

you must know a quick reactor from a slow lad

there's more than nitpicking in it

is it worth a peach

one more cup of tea

to let the clouds blow by

say not me

stir the silt

think of the lilac tree

add sugar

add milk

oh the darkness will arrive

and sunset shows not the effect

so leap and start while you're still alive

to the comfort of the elect.