I have a little music in some corners of the land I fused some 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 star tripper's on back home now It's a blind man's journey, he's been on The star tripper's and all alone now And it's your face like to look upon Yes, he's that you won't be long gone
They put you in a capsule, they send you the sun They carve you into plastic before your done And all the scribes and seers they chorus out your Though the and headlines change, the story stays the same
So the star coming on back home now It's a blind 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 won't be long
I thought that I was soaring like an I thought that I was roaring like the I that I had surely reached the end now But I can't remember anywhere I've
Was I for a star or something else behind it? Whatever I was for, I surely did not find it And for all my sky high the only thing I know Is you almost always 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 it's face he'd like to look upon Yes, praying that you won't be long gone