Your that picture I can’t help but stare at. / that song I don’t know I just can’t / help but love.
Golden Silhouette / all around me, / The sound of a bewitching / melody runs through my veins. / You gave me back, / you helped me fly.
That’s how I write so good. / Blessed with the right words / that spill onto the paper, / you just can’t make it sound like a / tempting venture.
A runaway mind always dreaming / never truly listening,
Bear in mind this is the only Nation / the home of American inhabitants. / Revoke the same, / VOTE FOR CHANGE.
All the madness drains away, / all the darkness lightens up, / All of this / That’s what you do.