I am part of the particle sky
A composition that starts with you and with I
There's nothing but vastness in between the retort
And we are the nothing provided by the Lord
Pastels are airborne and color the charts
They make sense of the knowledge that blows it apart
To rid us of nuisance is to save us from harm
And we are the harmless who study to charm
We are all part of the particle sky,
Only visible from the right part of the overpass.