Capsule Songtext

Tiny muscle, wicked magic now the party starts
It’s a long hall, but you can do it, you’re a natural
No more trophies as the constellation fantasy
Like a nervous random stranger at a glory hall
At a glory hall

Now I’m evolving from a child to an aging child
You’re maturing from a memory to a legacy
Not comṗlaining, living better in a time capsule
No more trophies, no more falsified identities