In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came That voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again? For now I find The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind Sing once again with me Our strange duet My power over you Grows stronger yet And though you turn from me [Just] to glance behind The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside your mind Those who have seen your face Draw back in fear I am the mask you wear It's me they hear Your spirit and my voice In one combined The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind (The Phantom of the Opera) (The Phantom of the Opera)

Done with reminiscing Spittin' fire hotter than the pot up in the kitchen, yuh And lately I've been itchin' to take a rapper on 'Cause I'm really done with all the sneak disses, yuh My whip is fully electric, you need a lesson just to whip it, ay, ay I'm on the other side havin' way too good a time Baby, why you still trippin'? Yuh Probably 'cause I'm sippin' penicillin 'Cause I'm so sick, Joker, I'm just chillin' like a villain, yuh Couldn't think of any better feelin', no I hope you trip when I whip out the flow, what? She got the ice, I can tell, watch when I slip on the snow, oh Gas, goin' fast to my destination, I ain't worried 'bout traffic (no) Look, are we in Colorado (wait) or at Mardi Gras? Girl, you party hard, I'm a genie in a bottle, ay Wishin' for all y'all, get the motorcycle, hit the throttle Watch me hit them guitar notes I just need me a model, reincarnation's the motto (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion Skinny Young Jiggy in your city, yuh (yo) I say I wanna battle and you say you too busy, no You just don't want to mess with the finessin' I get it, they said you stressin', keep you living I hope you know that I been spinning since I turned seven If you're a ship, I'm 'bout to wreck it, I told you Look, skinny Young Jiggy in your city, yuh I don't talk to you, I'ma talk to my bruhs, uh Go to Philly, say hello to my cousin, oh You talking all that mess, I know you don't want it, yuh Hey, skinny Young Jiggy in the city, yuh Hey, ay, be my baby girl, you hella pretty, yuh, yuh, yuh Motocross down the street to this beat, I'm popping a wheelie Hey, keep my family closer than these jokers, don't make me go to Philly I told you, I'm bodying all you I'm not gonna hold you, shout-out to Whole Foods Them jokers are old news You know it's lit when they don't notice you I'm 'bout to matte the Tesla And I shed a bullet for my MSFTS soldiers who I owe it to The FDA is all on me and you know it's true The clique is rolling and I'm on the move (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion (Nah, nah, nah) the passion Look, are we in Colorado (wait) or at Mardi Gras? Girl, you party hard, I'm a genie in a bottle, ay Wishin' R & R, get the motorcycle, hit the throttle Watch me hit them guitar notes I just need me a model, reincarnation's the motto Yeah, look (Syre, don't do this) I don't wanna cry, I just want to get you out of my mind (don't open up to him) Open your eyes, I been by your side through all of this time Excuse the disguise for all the magic that is hitting my mind We're living a lie Open your eyes, I been by your side through all of this time Through all of them guys, through all of them lies (I love you more) ooh, help us Something is new, tell us Talking to you, selfish I do not want to die Ooh, help us Something is new, tell us Talking to you, selfish I do not want to die

1.) Four Point Six Archaean horizon The first sunrise On a pristine Gaea Opus perfectum Somewhere there, us sleeping After sleeping through a hundred million centuries We have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet Sparkling with color, bountiful with life Within decades we must close our eyes again Isn't it a noble An enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun To work on understanding the universe And how we have come to wake up in it? 2.) Life The cosmic law of gravity Pulled the newborns around a fire A careless, cold infinity in every vast direction Lonely farer in the Goldilocks zone She has a tale to tell From the stellar nursery into a carbon feast Enter LUCA The tapestry of chemistry There's a writing in the garden Leading us to the Mother of all We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth Ion channels welcoming the outside world To the stuff of stars Bedding the tree of a biological holy Enter life The tapestry of chemistry There's a writing in the garden Leading us to the Mother of all We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth We are here to care for the garden The wonder of birth Of every form most beautiful Every form most beautiful We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth 3.) The Toolmaker After a billion years The show is still here Not a single one of your fathers died young The handy travelers Out of Africa Little Lucy of the Afar Gave birth to fantasy To idolatry To self-destructive weaponry Enter the god of gaps Deep within the past Atavistic dread of the hunted Enter Ionia, the cradle of thought The architecture of understanding The human lust to feel so exceptional To rule the Earth Hunger for shiny rocks For giant mushroom clouds The will to do just as you'd be done by Enter history, the grand finale Enter Ratkind Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library We were here! We were here! We were here! We were here! 4.) The Understanding We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones Most people are never going to die Because they are never going to be born The potential people who could have been here in my place But who will in fact never see the light of day Outnumber the sand grains of Sahara Certainly those unborn ghosts include Greater poets than Keats Scientists greater than Newton We know this Because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA So massively exceeds the set of actual people In the teeth of these stupefying odds It is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here We privileged few Who won the lottery of birth against all odds How dare we whine at our inevitable return To that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred? 5.) Sea-Worn Driftwood There is grandeur in this view of life With its several powers Having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one And that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on According to the fixed law of gravity From so simple a beginning Endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been And are being, evolved