Galaxies (Grizol Nana)

What you now are seeking Hope to real life Don't give it till the weekend It will take weeks, months, years, It will take you your whole life Cuz it's not a question of the convalescent time It's a thought that lives in the back of your mind It is a story told with many different endings Somehow it will always sound that same It's like the dreams we chase these days, Well they all have patents pending, but None seem to hold your name, Your name, your name, your name So we try to figure out why you never think of anything smaller than Galaxies While spend eons wondering what happened to our thundering It's gone