:Spoken:
They say I made the moon
Everything was in the dark
No memories at all
Just a tiny breezing wind at my back
And I was sitting there
Singing a song they had never heard before
Suddenly a voice told me
"Keep on singing little boy,
and raise your arms for the big back sky.
Raise your arms the highest you can,
so the whole universe will glow".

My first vision was a bush going down the river
And I couldn't stop crying
Something was missing
I realized I was in love with the voice
I called it again and again
But all I heard was the echo of the light