feast your eyes on the western sky look at all the colors that are in your eyes that theres that shine i been seein in you now all that you notice it aint just right theres a poison in the air and youre breathing it right bet you didnt know that they were gunning for you look there in the corner in the western sky how does it move like a bee in flight aint no craft i ever seen wasnt even made by hands like me with all we wonder in the western sky aint it big enough to hold it right so much we dont know when so little we see dont stare at the ground cmon look at me
['jam band']