The Magnificent Moon (Tornado Wallace Remix)

You're born, you die
There might be reasons why
Then again, who cares?
Could all be in my head
Or maybe the mind
Of an eight-year-old child
Who lives beyond
All that we could know

And you're tired, out of pace
And half of the moon's face
Has a stare below
Reflecting onto you
It serves to remind
It could take you a while
These things move forward
It won't be too long
Eyes open, lights on
Time to make your mind up
Is it yes or no?
It all comes down to you
With all that in mind now
Hold onto your lifetime
As it spins away
Through all time and space