All of time and space, Compacted in Pantone 2955C Hidden corridors and secret spaces Blanketing stars and the dimension of galaxies. Take me there, my sweet wooden box Lets run among danger and fantasy Land on soils of earth and discover The language of rewritten history. I want to say hello to her. Hello, sweet girl. For you, I will pause a breath in rewind or pinpoint an area of fixed time Open the blackness that was ugly in despair Show you the future in a blue box And tell you to take care. Cause we'll run Won't we run, my ancient and new lord of time? Spark a newness in souls And see beauty redefined For all of time and space You point to the sky and say choose one And beyond all the eyes can see Supernovas explode For the journey has just begun--- My little blue box As I'm given the silver key. Geronimo.