At today’s lunchtime I had been drawing
That treasure map is oh so far away
I look away from that painful present time
And I ran in the direction of the white cube

Being tempted by all of these words
The foolish world that everyone laughs at
“Wouldn’t it be a waste if there wasn’t meaning?”
So you’ll be the one to make all that meaning!

I want you to sing about your likes how you like
With the unique sound that only you will have
And now, someone’s fog had disappeared, all because of that voice!
From the building’s gap, there’s a voice I can hear
And so a loud outcry overflows throughout here
So now, let’s all go looking for that.
Within the little little cube!