Could this be the day I've waited fornWhen all my hard work doesn't go ignored?nMaybe she was right, the will realizenI can change the world open us their eyesnnThey know I am more than some eager bloodnNot some average bones, I believe in lovenI just want to prove I deserve this giftnI will change the world, maybe this is itnnI can see it now, all the colors smearnUp and down the page, but the shapes are therenI will build the lamps in the reverienThen they'll understand this was meant for mennThis is my fatenI can almost hear 'em saynnLet the lamps shinenLet em burn so brightnOpen all our eyesnShower us in lightnLet the lamps shinenLet em burn so brightnSet the sky ablazenFill the night with paintnSmother all the shade flood it through my bloodnBreathe it through my lungsnGive us all your lovennThey know I am more than some eager bloodnNot some average bones, I believe in lovenI just want to prove I deserve this giftnI will change the world, maybe this is itnnI can see it now floating like a dreamnRight above my head, perfect symmetrynLives in harmony, I can see his facenWhen he sees the lamps, I can hear 'em saynnLet the lamps shinenLet em burn so brightnOpen all our eyesnShower us in lightnLet the lamps shinenLet em burn so brightnSet the sky ablazenFill the night with paintnSmother all the shade flood it through my bloodnBreathe it through my lungsnGive us all your lovennDream with your eyes closednTry and pluck the pearls from your bonesnnAll the plans pirouette right through my mind become setnThe lines become definite, glowing hues fill this vignettenTall and proud, the lamps will stand built from these two very handsnNo one will be able to deny my skill our love for younnDream with your eyes closednTry and pluck the pearls from your bonesnnLet the lamps shinenOpen all our eyesnShower us in lightnnLet the lamps shinenLet em burn so brightnSet the sky ablazenFill the night with paintnSmother all the shade flood it through my bloodnBreathe it through my lungsnGive us all your lovennYou can't change menYou can't hide mennThe vision of the world had been realizednBut the sculpture of the Earth was looked upon by jealous eyesnAhrima refused to relent, he demanded to be heardn'Let my unique deft hands be known' he assertednBut even this brash avowel was met in return by no mouth fullnO simply just smilednSo defeated and galled, Ahrima headed for the darknessnNo one seemed to understandnOnly the shadows would hearkennHe sat in peace but on his shoulder, at rest, nPerched a dainty brownish spider named Barayas