I have made a little music in some of the land I have fused some crystal images from grains of sand If I haven't reached the heavens, I've learned to fly I've been up in the soaring and the touching of the sky
But the tripper's coming on back home now It's a crazy blind man's journey, been on The tripper's lost and all alone now And it's your he'd like to look upon Yes, he's praying that you be long gone
They put you in a capsule, they send you the sun carve you into plastic before your orbit's done And all the scribes and seers they chorus out your Though the photographs and headlines change, the story stays the
So the star coming on back home now It's a crazy man's journey, he's been on The star lost and all alone now And it's your he'd like to look upon Yes, he's that you won't be long gone
I thought I was soaring like an eagle I that I was roaring like the wind I that I had surely reached the end now But I can't anywhere I've been
Was I looking for a star or else behind it? Whatever I was looking for, I surely did not it And for all my sky high the only thing I know Is that you almost lose yourself when you let yourself go
So the star tripper's on back home now a crazy blind man's journey, he's been on The star tripper's and all alone now And your face he'd like to look upon Yes, he's praying that you won't be long