I have made a little music in some of the land I have fused some crystal images from common grains of If I haven't reached the heavens, surely learned to fly I've been caught up in the and the touching of the sky
But the star tripper's coming on 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 like to look upon Yes, he's praying that you won't be gone
They put you in a capsule, they you towards the sun They carve you into before your orbit's done And all the scribes and seers they out your 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 tripper's lost and all alone now And it's your face he'd like to upon Yes, praying that you won't be long gone
I thought that I was soaring like an I thought that I was roaring the wind I thought that I had surely the end now But I remember anywhere I've been
Was I looking for a star or something behind it? Whatever I was looking for, I surely did not it And for all my sky high journeys the only I know Is that you almost lose yourself when you let yourself go
So 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 your face like to look upon Yes, praying that you won't be long gone