Space Race For the Truth About Self

Space age luminosity Barely there, explorations begun What machinery could match Rhythm of the tongue and leaves pointed Barely there, explorations begun Hired a bulldozer to banish dust Rhythm of tongue and leaves pointed Hushed the vibe of shadows in the deep Hired a bulldozer to banish dust Telescopes and rope will marry the deal Hushed the vibes of shadows in the deep A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream Telescopes and rope will marry the deal What logic concealed face could bury the fate? A priest, a pauper, a wormhole in the stream i'm bleeding the coffers for identity What logic concealed face could bury the fate? What machinery could match? I'm bleeding the coffers for identity Space Age luminosity