Crystal Caving

Dial a light for a natural fade
Seasons can change
Menus scroll and the needs are met
All I’ve got left

Feed a family and we’re all grown up, yet we’re all still
Here nothing growing, crystal caving in the atmosphere
Everything’s golden

Natural and the disasters
And everything after
On the hour, every hour, yes
At your convenience

One of many, and the many make the garden grow
Here nothing growing
But the trees erupt in black light and gold
Evеrything’s golden