I have made a little music in some corners of the I have fused some images from common grains of sand If I haven't the heavens, I've surely learned to fly I've been caught up in the soaring and the of the sky
But the star tripper's coming on home now It's a crazy blind man's journey, he's on The star lost and all alone now And it's face he'd like to look upon Yes, he's praying that you won't be gone
put you in a capsule, they send you towards the sun They carve you into before 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 back now It's a crazy man's journey, he's been on The tripper's lost and all alone now And it's your face he'd like to look Yes, he's praying that you be long gone
I that I was soaring like an eagle I thought that I was like the wind I thought that I had surely the end now But I can't remember anywhere I've
Was I for a star or something 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 always lose yourself when you let go
So the star tripper's coming on back now a crazy blind man's journey, he's been on The star tripper's and all alone now And it's your face he'd like to look Yes, he's praying that you be long gone