I won't teach you anymore
How to make stars
Out of the matter that
We produce
When we collide
And when we fuse

I see a golden frame
That carries rain
Can you tell me
What the clouds are worth
It's just a painting
And it will be sold

I see a praying monk
With a paper cup
He's drinking stars from it
And he's making moons
We were his students once
Now we're just bored

I won't teach you anymore
How to make stars

released on
The Masterpiece

running time
3:36

tags
frame, clouds, moon, student