sun in my hand

yeah. i'd like to tell you something now, before madness shows her lucid feathers in the sky. how can you lose your mind, how can you waste your time only like that?, look at the sun inside of my hand so bright, i call it music -, and if you touch you'll see, it comes from infinity, it's made forever, you will not touch in vain, music will make you sane, will make you sane