I'm on a polar thing, I'm on a polar thing, I'm on a polar thing, from the north pole to the south pole, stuck in a maze, so I went out and Mazed talent out. With my name in the middle, with double T left, where I'm from means you, and nothing comes easy. Just check how dark my hallway was, till I found the light. O Glory, O Glory stay with me, a bayberry root to find my love. Feel the passion, chasing the spotlight, this is where my Demons are. All I ever hear is that is very rare, the eye of return. It could be because of the Isolation mysterious, in a ration of stations, a formation of God's creation. I'm on a polar thing.