Something is pleasantly vacant and simple
about life above the clouds.
The soft polar landscape stretches in all directions,
as far as the mortal eye can see.
And the two-tone existence of blue and white
is the only truth.
Something is pleasantly vacant and simple
about life above the clouds.
The soft polar landscape stretches in all directions,
as far as the mortal eye can see.
And the two-tone existence of blue and white
is the only truth.