The kid’s a cool breeze, loaded with sunshine
crisp, quickening, radiant energy.
He pulls you out of muddy waters, he
feeds you the breakfast of enlightenment.

He sees through the fog, he sees with his mind.
He knows your colors, he sees them running, filling up the streets, covering his path
with each pulsing, like ripples in water.

Your breath quickens and your chest pounds like loops and loops of veritable lag, feeding
your head, exploding through bright new eyes, your colors coalesce into one, the synch!

See cool breeze play in colors everywhere
you walk down the length within new colors.
Welcome to edge city. Welcome to the
collective, incredible, energy.