I have made a little music in some corners of the I have fused some crystal images from grains of sand If I haven't reached the heavens, I've learned to fly I've been caught up in the soaring and the of the sky
But the star tripper's on back home now It's a crazy blind man's journey, he's on The star tripper's and all alone now And it's face he'd like to look upon Yes, he's that you won't be long gone
They put you in a capsule, they you towards the sun carve you into plastic before your orbit's done And all the and seers they chorus out your name the photographs and headlines change, the story stays the same
So 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 praying that you won't be long
I that I was soaring like an eagle I thought I was roaring like the wind I thought that I had reached the end now But I remember anywhere I've been
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 journeys the thing I know Is that you almost always lose yourself when you let go
So the tripper's coming on back 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 he'd like to look Yes, he's that you won't be long gone