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