Imagine flying through the stars, and I don’t mean like you see in the movies or on the discovery channel, really visualize how that would look and what’d it make you feel. Then try writing a song about what you might see, what you might learn, who you might meet. How naive the human race really is, how they can’t believe in anything except themselves. When all around them is a mecca of what we once, as a race, thought to be gods. Who’s to say what is and isn’t? Try writing that and making the people listening feel what you feel, and for a brief moment breathe in sync, rather than separately. Convey the hope that they can’t find, give them a reason to believe in themselves again, and not in the hopeless state they seem to fall into. 

This is the point in the writing process that I actually try going another direction. I can do nothing to make something THAT meaningful. Not at this stage in my life, I know too little. I tell you, though. One day that’ll change, and I’ll become a Wizard. But that would require great knowledge, which I am yet to obtain. This was just another ride on my brain wave.