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