Carl Sagan

[Verse]
Red sky and the clouds feel hopeless
Itty bitty hands with commands on the solstice
Take notes kid, you are not a moment
You the main sketch back page of the moleskin
Blue light moving slowly at a distance
Can't make an impact, small, or an imprint
No, Nonsense, I'm a little nauseous
Let's evaluate a little deep at the conscience
And teach the young boy about a mental big pic
Change the whole world with a stroke of a pen