Look, look, looking through the telescope
Just to see what the future holds
Shape, shape, shapeshifting calendars
The telescope says it is golden

Follow me, follow me into the future
It's unknown but its emboldened
The telescope, the telescope is metaphorical
We are, we are dynamite

Who are we, who are we
We are the sha la la la la la

Like dynamite, electric souls
A lightning bolt and a pot of gold
Like dynamite, exploding souls
A lightning bolt and a pot of gold

Whatever happened to the dreamer
The dreamer inside
Whatever happened to the plans
We designed for our lives
We’re guilty of giving up
Now we're ready to explode
Like dynamite