I save my favorite motions to show you oceans of my love — of my love. You cave in, waving arms high, alarm your warm mind, eyes wide open — eyes wide open.

Look at me now, making a sound, waking the crowd, you can’t escape it. Look at me now, making a sound, waking the crowd, you can’t escape it. And I can’t explain it. It’s complicated. I, I, I, I can’t explain it.

They gave me fame, I pressed my luck. What the fuck? Now I’m stuck in the sky — stuck in the sky. The show below me, planet Earth, a shrinking sphere, a thousand miles and climbing higher and higher and higher.

Yeah. Look at me now…