Cosimo Comma A

eyes on the ground, boy. you're lost, and no wonder! you've been staring up at the sky. insisting at any cost: 'there must be something'. what? written in the stars, i suppose? you lie! and that gets us nowhere fast. 'there must be something'. as you wish, but we'll be here forever - no, in fact, i insist, but i don't know how long that will last. those stars may just burn out and come crashing and kill us all. 'there must be something'. as you wish, but fake this much longer and we may just start to see who is taking who seriously...